watch me unfold;

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Wednesday, July 1, 2009 5:41 PM

My heart almost jumped out.

In my mind, I've always remembered that I've booked my Final Theory Test on Thursday, 2/7. But you can't be sure unless you log onto the website and double check. So when my alarm went off on Wednesday 1/7 at the exact same time of the test with the words 'FTT' I immediately went 'HOLY FUCK!' Coincidentally a friend of mine sms-ed me in the afternoon along the line of 'your test today right?' so that scared the shit outta me.

Luckily, that's only an alarm set a day before the test. Heh

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