I'm never going back there again. Unless I'm with a buncha people. Or my mom insists on eating at Macs, which is a very low possibility. Thank goodness.
Screwed up day, because I didn't really do much revision. Not that I was slacking. Had two tuitions. And since I slept at 7 am, waking up at 2 pm is quite reasonable.
I'm just praying REALLY hard that my grades will be loads better. Well, these few weeks I haven't been out at nights for supper. Which is a totally different story from last semester. I miss the hanging-outs though. Oh well. People change. Things change.
Maybe I've changed. For the worse. I don't know. I'm blabbering away again. Sleep.
