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Tuesday, May 08, 2007
regret / 10:43 AM

looking through the bio mini assignments ppt. i actually found out that we missed out quite a lot of points during the presentation that was so freaking long ago. why am i dwelling on the past?

i know it's nobody's fault that we did not include the part about fermentation of milk, which was the main point. but i did send the part to van & told her to copy the entire thing onto the poster. well, not blaming her or anything, but i regret not copying the entire chunk into the script just in case. we could have clinched some marks. i think we got the lousiest for that proj.

but it's so unfair, ain't it. like we haven't put in our hard work. we met up a whole day, and even planned to do it tgt the other day. definitely no last minute work whatsover. in the end we get lower than the other group who went to the teacher, which got them some extra marks.

life's too full of regrets and 'if i'd have known's. but if we did know, there won't even be regrets in this world. i hate having regrets. but that's just part of life, ain't it. i just don't like that feeling. something at the back of my brain, something nibbling away at a part of my heart, something soury numbing my body.

it's indescribable. funny how such a minor feeling can bring so much hurt to us. maybe i should stop dwelling on the past.


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