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Monday, October 29, 2007

I realise that stem cell lesson has beginning to be scarier and scarier. today each of us have to set 2 questions. 1 person will ask 2 questions and the other person have to answer and ask question to the next person.. its like a chain.. i mean like omg.. scary lah.. i was the last one to ask the question.. do u know how limited it is to ask question coz the rest like ask already..??!! i was pressured.. like really pressured.. and this kala mala give me question which i dont have a clue and i just answer anyhow from what i know.. and it turns out its about s phase dunno what shit.. i was like "ah?".. haha! i feel that i did badly in class.. my group was laughing2 all the way and i didnt get the information that i want u know.. until like 1 plus.. cannot concentrate..

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