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Prologue


James Ng Kok Boon


"When the going gets tough, the tough gets going.
Things happen twice. Once in your mind, the other in action.
We write our own chapters in life, we are who we are."
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Monday, November 9, 2009



I have got this rising urge of anti-colonialism after the History paper, screw you Cambridge. I kept mentioning Burma in my essay(British colonized Burma before WW2), scrutinizing every single evil deed that they committed there, hoping that they get my message.
The only way to console myself is that moderation can save me, hoping that some bad-ass essays got lost on their way to Britain.

I am aiming for an A for my H1 math tmr. YEA GO ON AND LAUGH, I expected that. AIM HIGH GOT WRONG MEH! I love math, ignore my previous ranting of math is useless heehee.

Well the A levels are here so I don't have to countdown to it anymore instead, 11 days to the big F. It's not fuck, it's FREEDOM! sweeeeet :)


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