I smashed my iPhone screen today.
now I feel sad whenever I look at my phone.
im screwed beyond redemption.
seriously, why did i allow myself to end up in such a situation.
gosh, i have a mountain of things to do and now I realize its impossible
to clear all.
IMPOSSIBLE!
possible if i mug 24/7 and absorb everything I read the instance my eyes fall on them.
yucks, why do I always land myself in uncontrollable situations, and i hate it coz i cant blame anyone else.
nahs, this shall be the sem that i teach myself how to control myself.
every morning i wake up with the thought "when is this going to end?"
seriously...i cant wait for the sem to be OVER!
omgosh...
this is like A'lvl crammed into 3 months...
inhumane bastards.
next sem im going to take only 2 modules. and maybe cut certain organs away so that i wont be easily distracted.
i think i can smile in my sleep tonight.
it feels great to be relieved to all the frustrations, and gosh how many times did i see this word "frustration" today.
anyhow, i feel refreshed.
and i thank all who has listened (or not listened) and who has talked to me.
i can finally move on. woosh. and tmr is a better day.
may i pray tt my mom drop the matter abt her guy coz i am just not interested. lol and shall i say my interest lie elsewhere. hahahaha. omg incoherent. lalalalala
good to feel happy again tho.
yayeeeee
my mom's perserverence scares me...i get it this is her way of trying to help me by introducing guys to me, which is imho pretty cute of her...but im only doing it for her, and it is dramatically irritating. i mean this is totally ridiculous la, sian
rarr. i feel so screwed up! now i need people and things to always occupy me so that my thoughts won't run wild. this is intolerable! horrible kns shit.
anw...played bejewelled for past hour with jess and joe in the lounge, and i feel it's ultimately the most dumb and funny thing to do to preoccupy myself. i am turning to all sorts of means man. and this is bad.....
The past week was a hell of a bundle of irritation. To recount, nah, it's not very nice to recall, just one teeny mention of the most stupidiest thing I have so far done in my life...
LEAVING MY FUCKING DOOR OPEN AND HAVE MY FUCKING LAPTOP STOLEN.
That about sums up my screwalty, and horribility of the week.
Horrendously, I had to go through interrogation and the shit, which are all imho useless waste of time, but I had to do coz it's sort of standard procedure, and also because I had no idea what else to do.
Anyhow, I bought a replacement today, totally the same model except it's white, i felt so stupid when i was telling the sales person who sold me the previous laptop and who sold me this new one altogether. It's like replay of the day about two months ago, just that this time i went alone. and that this time, the other sales made fun of me. >< dulan ttm.
and many thanks for ShiQi who came down to company me, it was really nice to meet up with old friends, and it helps to take my mind off everything for awhile, it was so nice, i was reluctant to return home. and now back to reality, i must start mugging coz i dun want to be doing nothing when i'm sitting for exams.
another fml thing, my retarded cousin is back...and he is still as retarded as ever. I hope he die of retardedness.
on a happier note, i think my white laptop is pretty :)
epic fail, took the longest possible irritating ttm route to come to hall today. and its freaking irritating coz i've got nobody to blame but myself, which i can't bring myself to because i'm me.
anw...i missed my stop on bus 143 and when i realized it i was somewhr heading towards west coast park. i promptly got down and crossed the street to take a bus back. and promptly again this bus 189 came and i reckoned that it will take me back to heng mui keng terrace. when i board the bus i even asked the uncle whether the bus will go to "kent ridge hall"? the uncle gave me a blur look and a little nod, i reckon he heard the word kent ridge and maybe it rang a bell.
and it did ring a bell, but a totally different one, coz in the end the bus went to bloody kent ridge terminal, stupid uncle and stupid me coz i should have asked "heng mui keng?" instead of "kent ridge hall".
i sat at the bus terminal for like 20 min waiting for a bus 10 to start and to all hopes lost it never came and i nvr got to see whether one came coz i had the sudden urgent urge to shit. lucky enough i know there lies AS7 just behind the kent ridge terminal so i followed my ultra good instincts which led me to a toilet just in time.
and why the sudden urge? it was due to the steamboat i had before this evening, it was at this newly opened steamboat place near chinatown mrt, it was ALRIGHT, just plain janely ALRIGHT, wouldn't go back there for a second time coz it has no special draw.
ok after my toilet trip, i ended up at the bus stop outside AS7 where i usually have my CH2252 lecture, wanted to wait for a shuttle bus that would get me back to hall, coz i have tons of barang barang i have to lug back with my two frail arms. if not i would have happily walked back.
which end up i still walked back, and lugging my whole house with me. the road was horrendously long, and when i reached kr, i am sure i have broken something within me, a rib or two maybe.
sian!!!
and i am again very pissed coz tmr is monday.
i spat on Mondays
and bloody noisy neighbours.
I am really very grateful for the cake! Many thanks to my lovely friend!
and many yeses to our eight(are you sure eight?) years of friendship and still counting. My best wishes to you too! And once again THANKS ALOT! :)
i freaking passed my sit-in-Lab 1!!!!!
even tho is a freaking 56/100, but i passed it! im a freaking genius!!!
putting my retainers in hot water was a bad idea. i'm not sure whether it did what i intended it to do which is kill germs, but what came to me was not very nice, first it shrank, second it cracked. awed. maybe my material science major friend could help me explain this. :)
i observe that i only blog when im pissed, or confused.
yup im confused.
if i am to have a PhD, will I go ahead to be whatever that's fitting to my title, or will I maybe pursue a totally different path?
for one thing, I will most probably not be a professor, unless i do research which is another thing. imho, professors are the highest paying slackest jobs. i dun wanna boring job no matter how high paying it is.
i have just arrived at a conclusion to that bugger question i have been thinking about.
why am i here?
for one thing, I don't believe that uni is the only way to go. it is in my opinion, a easy way to go, for people who have no fucking idea what they want to do in life.
i have zero threshold for ppl who choose to study courses like Accountancy, even more if it's because it is a "zero risk" occupation. unless u are genuinely into accountancy, i have nothing to say.
"zero risk"? you can bloody go kiss my toilet bowl.
why am i here?
i am here to find out what exactly do i want.
i am the kind of person who will do things for the sake of i haven't done it before (certain things out of the question). a PhD should be the ticket that can get me everywhere, it shouldn't be the limiting reagent.
although actually i think money is thee ultimately most important ticket that can get me everything i want.
okay, second thing i want, money.
with money, it's not about branded apparels, branded cars, branded whores. it's about going to places, seeing things. i want that, desperately.
concrete plan? kiss my bloody toilet bowl again.
dun have.
and i'm sure by sitting on it, it will open up to me one day.
anyhow, i should begin with saving and investment.
as much as i hate to study such things, i might just do so. awed.
independence. once im financially independent, my destiny will begin.
for now,
observe and learn.
and kaobeh as many dumb shits as possible.
tell me "zero risk" one more time, i make you risk everything you've got.
zero risk...
and i am pissed by egoistic ppl who should slap themselves silly.
and i am pissed coz i gonna wake up to a monday. fuck.