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snippets of life

Conversation with my mom on the way to the exam venue:

"Why do I stress myself out so much? Why can't I just relax and not care about the exam?"

"Because you're Type A! I thought you like personality tests and always analyse yourself a lot; and you don't know that you're a Type A personality?"

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As I wailed on the couch...

"Give her some chocolate, it'll increase her brain power." - My dad's diagnosis.

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