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    Thursday, April 13, 2006

    Crossing lines

    My darling of a professor just made me love him even more when he sent an email to tell me that my 3 pages of hard work and sweat (aka my lab report) was MISSING. Did I just say love? Oops, I meant hate.

    Oh well, it IS a thin line between love and hate.

    What a joke. I handed in the report together with Von into the allocated box (where we slot in all our assignments) months ago (on the 3rd of March, to be precise) and now, when I'm strangling myself to study harder and faster for the exams, he tells me that my report is M.I.S.S.I.N.G. How convenient.

    He really know how to choose his timing ah!!

    To think I was cutting him some slack when I told Grace that he wasn't that bad this semester... not as mean as before... but disappointingly, he is still a prick.

    And the tag 'Hitler' shall remain on him for as long as... as long as I'm on the right side of the line.

    [Time of Confession] 5:40 PM
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