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Jarnah, 18.
Temasek Polytechnic, IMD.
Canon EOS, Film toy cameras.

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Wednesday, July 2


Went for DSC Sub-Comm interview yesterday.
HAHA.
Almost the whole class went and it was realllleh hilarious.
We made like a total din outside the interview room as though we owned the place.
I was feeling like okaay lah cos its only an interview made by the Sub-Comm heads.
But when i heard Caleb and Yijie would be interviewing, i was a little nervous as i do not know how to face them
and mind you, its an interview leh.
Hahaha. But the interviewers were indtead Mallory, Desiree( i swear they both looked alike) and Donson.
So yeaaah, i was like crapping my way through ahh.
Really, no kidding.
I began with how people called my name then blah blah blah.
Haha. Questions like what aninaml in the jungle would you be, what would you bring with you if youre stranded on a deserted island all popped out.
I just crapped through. Hahaha.
But i hoped i can get in though.
I wanna make newww, crazaay friends!
haha. Alrights.
On a heavier note, i reaallllllllllly HATE, HATE, HATE night class.
It tires me out. I am always feeling so worn out whenever im in Fundamentals of Digital Photography class.
I hate the only-one-class-in-the-night feeling.
It just sucks, dont ask me why.
Grrrrrs.