1, 2, 3, 4. RESPECT ME.

Bryan rocks my friggin' world. <333
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Going for interviews robs me of my self-esteem. It's crazily demoralizing. I'm only good for studying. Nothing else. I'm a route-learner. BIG full stop. Nothing else, nothing else, nothing else. I'm not well-read, I do not have the smarts, I'm not street-wise. I'm NOTHING. I just practise and practise until I get it. Even if I 'beat a XXJC student', to quote someone, it doesn't matter at all because I'm still nothing.
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I can't debate. I can't fault arguments. I can't fabricate beautiful, complicated, well-balanced essays. I don't read the newspapers (Even though, I will make it a point from tomorrow onwards. Yeah right.). I prefer to lavish time on shopping, reading chicklit, dancing, hitting the gym, achieving little trifling goals of mine which have NOTHING to do with education or intelligence. I lost all my patience with the Arts when I decided on the Science route 5 years ago. You are always in the grey areas for Arts, whereas black and white exist in the Science. (Though of course, the lines will be horridly blurred in university.) Sigh.
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Still, I wanna give a shot at every opportunity that's thrown at me. It's something which I read today in People mag (Yes, Zac Efron said it.) and decided on.

Sigh. Please ol' please, just be kind to whatever that's left of my self-esteem. :(((