Random Rantings
I just finished my lab report.
IHATELABREPORTS.
IHAVETOCABTOSCHOOLLATER
IHAVENTEVENEATENDINNER
IAMANGSTY.
I just finished my lab report.
IHATELABREPORTS.
IHAVETOCABTOSCHOOLLATER
IHAVENTEVENEATENDINNER
IAMANGSTY.
Dear Whoever,
15:46
Do you know how stressful it is to sign in to 34 new messages in your inbox,
to at least two from your leader reminding you, THE DEADLINE IS TOMORROW (or tonight rather) holyfuck, i missed the deadline! I thought today is Friday, but yesterday is Friday!!
have your peers constantly pressurising you with their 'how's the studying coming along?'
OH GAWD. It's a fucking recess week, not study break.
Someone shoot me please,
or buy me a bucket to store my tears.
I need to start saving water anyway.
This is overwhelming.
OVER, overwhelming.
I could really use some help.
Btw, Mrs. Darcy and Dingg, I miss you both like crazy.
Ps: Before I forget, link to Leslie's Trojan Sentosa outing entry on Monday.
I doubt I'd get to talk about anyway. =(
I just received a series of emails containing the same content but different first two sentences:
From, "I AM GOING TO BE LATE" to "I am late already." in 5 emails.
Just thought it was really funny, anyway.
Okay, shiate. I'm supposed to be doing my project. Make good and full use of whatever time I have left now,
my Tues - Thurs schedule freaks me out, BIG TIME.
Another week has passed, one of miserable meals. =(
And a week of massive repetitions.
Imagine, I ate at The Quad 4 times this week (with 4 different groups of people, of course)
and I popped by Jurong Point 4 times too.
On Thurs (the third time already), accompanied W & S cos they didn't want to have roomie gay loving time, and spent a good 2 hours there. We ate, W got his gift, S got his cables and sweets for the Hall Queen, and I got my ice cream, plus junk for the roomie.
Classic Moment: W and I got ice cream from Anderson's. (He freaking made me get a double scoop cos he said "single not shiok!" and got himself a single cos he was frightened by the HUGEEE double scoops) While queueing to draw money, I suddenly saw something flick behind me, and his cone was rolling on the floor. We couldn't stop laughing, cos we had absolutely NO idea how it happened. And the worse thing is, he quickly picked it up and continued eating after about 5 seconds of contemplation. His reason, "Aiya, army teach you 3 second rule."
Whoaaa. I would never ever do that.
By the way, did Anderson's standard drop? Or is the food at Jurong Point just substandard? They were saying the Fish & Co sucks too. Ames, if you see this, you are a better person to comment on it than I am.
Dear Whoever,
22:53
Labels: hall, mid autumn celebration, movie, night cycling, og, prison break, roomie, school
OMG PRISON BREAK SEASON THREE EPISODE ONE IS OUT!!!!!
Dear Whoever,
22:37
Labels: prison break, wentworth miller
(Okay la, I'm too lazy to search for a poster in English.)
Ratatouille was goooodd! I don't know if it really deserves 5 stars, but it definitely is something different, not those cheesy kinda shows, so watch it watch it! (I think I'm probably one of the last to watch it anyway)
I sit here with an aching mouth,
an empty stomach,
a stubborn mind,
and two slightly swollen eyes.
After TWO failed attempts to shock me from behind by FFF,
Roomie came back and scared me with a hug attack. Well done, bitch!
Things with braces are looking good,
though I'd really miss them, it's gonna be two years sooon!
And they really ache now =( Back on rubber bands.
So, the CAs are over, it's crazy, cos we had all three of them in a day, almost one after another.
Inevitably, physics is screwed. Phil went for her CA without studying, and without a calculator, and some bitch separated me and Romeo the Saviour who studied. Damn.
Life in school's been really hilarious, we laugh at everything everytime, and I really can't put them down in words.
Note to self: I love the ones I meet every morning at 64 4 1302, the ones I sit with every lesson, the one (Geri!) I get lost/fall asleep with every day, the one (Eli!) I come home to and fall asleep with every night.
I've been really blessed by the people around me, and I'm really glad we've met.
They are the reasons why I even bother lugging myself out of bed as early as 7:15 even though I slept at 5am the previous night.
And Pigeon's FINALLY over, no more late night trainings on Tues and Thurs (but IHG training soon, sigh!) Crickets enjoy visiting my room, we don't know why.
And being an Asst. Sports is not as easy/slack as I thought it'd be.
Training in 1half hours.
Later!
Ps: I really had cheesecake on Monday! Though not from cheesecake cafe, nor was it strawberry cheesecake, it was yummy(: Blueberry from The Quad.
You know what would really make me very happy now?
Cheesecake cafe's strawberry oreo cheesecake,
and Auntie Anne's Cinnamon Sugar pretzel.
Yeah, good morning anyway.
Today is dooms day,
the ONLY day I have my mids,
the day with 3 (almost) consecutive papers.
I remember telling someone once,
that I'm so sick of talking about my near accident driving experience, the next time I talk about it, it won't be so simple.
I've never cried so effortlessly, and silently before.
It's like a spoilt leaking tap.
My heart still sinks at the thought of it,
my knee still aches.
I can't even bear to look at the pictures.
Been damn effing busy, I've really neglected this space.
So much that should I ever want to look back on my past month of uni life, I can no longer retrieve the memories written down, but rely on the extremely limited memory bank up in the brain.
I keep promising myself I will post a proper entry, but everytime I pop by blogger.com, I experienced the blogger's block. It's those kinda feelings you get as if restarting on something that you haven't done in a long time. Eg: start studying again after 8, or maybe 9 long months of play.
I'm having fun, but it's tiring and everything has a consequence, some of which I know I may not be able to afford, eg. my CAs coming up. 3 in a day is no joke,
lagging 2930832 chapters behind is a bigger problem.
Having only another 2 days left to catch up is as good as suicide.
I'm sorry if you're clueless about my life now, I will really try to write a looong entry cos I'd love to remember how beautifully scarred my uni life is, and will be. Oxymoron, but that's uni life for you. (:
And btw, if I haven't already told you, my roomie is awesome.
Last week at cell,
Clarice made us write something we find very difficult to part with for God.
I wrote TIME. It's very hard, to put aside all the work especially with the extremely tight schedules/deadlines to spend more time with God daily.
Now, while I'm extremely tired but cannot sleep, with a 12 chapters of Physics waiting for me to catch up on, I'm seeking my spiritual comfort.
Psalm 115, V 9-11
"O house of Israel, trust in the Lord -- He is their help and shield.
O house of Aaron, trust in the Lord -- He is their help and shield.
You who fear him, trust in the Lord -- He is their help and shield."
The Lord remembers us and will bless us,
Christ is strength.
Okay, so Holy. I feel better. (:
Back from pigeon,
satisfied with our progress,
the better coordination with Qq.
Upset about jcrc results.
Bye bye dream team,
I wish you guys were here with me. =(
OMG I HAVE TIME TO BLOG!
I refuse to go down to the polling booth, cos they've conveniently pangseh-ed and I've training in 17 minutes, I shall not care.
Back to last week, met HUGS darling for lunch, and convinced her into skipping lecture so she came over to 1305 (: But silly girl left her bottle here.
Didn't get to sleep on the second consecutive Thursday cos we went down to TV Lounge after training to join the rest at the Alcohol party. But by then, we were just talking and gulping green tea.
Friday, we went to support Wenlong in Hey Gorgeous, and I was totally embarrassed, but never mind. (:
Went shopping(: Got a bag from Topman, so gay. Bumped into ding!
Fell asleep during Cell. Went home, and received a call a few minutes after I slept.
So I drove out and down to Novena. (Near) EMPTY ROADS AT LATE NIGHTS ARE THE BEST!
Drove down to Fort Canning (used the same route thrice in a day, gosh!) then went for Prata and Thomson. Reached home at 5am, oh gawd, I could walk with my eyes closed.
Met ding for productive shopping. (:
Met Y to go for Shai's engagement dinner. (We all misunderstood it for wedding, the real wedding will only be two years later!)
Then bishan for bedsheet shopping(: Eli and I are excited about our next identical bedsheets- monkey and giraffes! (Read: Her fav, my fav! And we both have a monkey/giraffe in the room)
I'm too lazy to think about what I've been up too, I'm just typing what I can think of right now...........
So anyhow, yesterday was a bad day. And I missed the dinner with Trojan. (please insert a million sulks)
Today was better(: Though I was extremely sleepy, I kept falling asleep; even in French tutorial (I think the tutor hates me anyhow)
MID TERMS ON: 13 sept, 17sept (3 papers, omg), 29Oct. SCREWED.
My brain moves too fast for my fingers they can't type chronologically.
Oh gawd, I'm so screwed.
Time left to pigeon training: 3mins. SIANZZZZZZZZ.
It's only Monday, and its only 1am but I feel like sleeping already.
I hate Mondays, and how they always start with Math tut and the damn effed up tutor,
and how it stretches til 1930. And how it's only the first day of the week.
Today, we had a math test. 15% for Final Term.
And the tutor was nice, he gave us a question from tutorial: Prove sine rule.
And genius phil couldn't solve it. Omg, I felt like shit.
We skipped the in-between lessons today anyway. Only attended the first and last.
Celebrated J's birthday, but I missed the bigger scale dinner with everyone else cos of rally, which ended close to 12. So we effectively sat there for close to 4hours.
Impromptu is the best!
I feel so random, and tired......
Photos another day.
Happy Birthday, Junx.
and, i'm sorry for neglecting. this time, i've really really really been busy. i'm sorry. ):
-ripped this of crabby's blog.
Not that I'm incapable of writing it on my own, but it means more to rip it off someone else's heartfelt thoughts- goes to show I'm not alone.
I don't want to whine about how busy I've been, but it's really beyond what you can imagine and maybe understand unless you're there to see for yourself. (Read: Eli witnesses everything. Or rather, she witnesses the most.)
I don't want to be an over achiever in my leadership and be a failure in my studies.
I won't.
"There's so much more than empty conversations filled with empty words."