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Nurul Imma Wong
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Griffith Primary [98]
Pasir Ris Primary [98-03]
Tanjong Katong Secondary School [04-07]
Saint Andrews Junior College [08-09]
National University of Singapore [10-]
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    Sunday, October 12, 2008

    i'm a complete jinx. i swear. i've been having a string of bad luck since the middle of this yr and it doesnt seem to wanna go away. i hate it. i hate it. i hate it.

    everything sucks. i cant seem to do anything right anymore.

    i cant study.
    i cant score well.
    i cant lose weight.
    i cant win blackjack. (as a matter of fact, i lose $7 by just betting 40cents a time. WTF!)
    i cant earn money.
    i cant make my family happie.
    i cant make friends like me.
    i cant sing.
    i cant dance.
    i cant dress up.
    i cant DO ANYTHING.

    i'm such a loser. i've nv felt like this b4. this is one of the darkest moment of my life and i'm unfortunate enuf to have to spend it alone. i just CANT do anything right. i'm hoping one day, it will be 'i can'...

    shoot me.


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