If I said I want your body now...
Would you hold it against me?
This cny feels too short. Even though this year was unlike it's precedents; didn't cut my hair, didnt really get out to get new (new) clothes, didn't do so many other cny-synonymous stuffs but then again it did feel like as always. The rowdy cheery joyous atmosphere, gambling, shouting, drinking, good food and all that with good company which I wouldn't change for anything in the world. At this moment, life rocks. A pity there's school tmr. Aiyoo spoiler.
On the same note, it's the third week of school! Like already. So un-frigging-believable. And I'm still slacking like no one's business. Time to pick up the slack, self.
This sem, everything will be achieved. No pain no gain.
so this is what
smartphone withdrawal feels like.
Even though I pretty much still have internet access through my lappie, I never realize how attached I was to my 24/7 access to the world. Like that smart saying goes, how can anyone miss something they never had? Truer words have never been spoken. Feel kinda lost and pissed. Because I was in the middle of a good eboook! Now I can't get back to it! Because its in my memory card which I can't connect to my lappie!!!!!
Dumb moto miletstone 2 picked today of all days to hang, and threw its tantrum. Not that there was any good day for it to do what it did. Hang and restart hang and restart and the cycle continued for at least a dozen times. Because the owner kept being hopeful about its condition.
Sent it for repair and that took away my scheduled aftn nap for today. Boo. A tired wanting is someone you don't want to mess with. Anyway sobs much because all my data are gonna be gone. Tskkk toook so much time to download them all. But might as well do away with the 3xangry birds and 3xhungrysharks. What? They were all free on andriod market! Only 61 more apps to go. (Alchemy, 9999 camera apps, Kobo, Wordsearch, hwf, wwf, Millionaire, hangman, checkers, 4 in a row, colornote, tasklist, BBC, the economist ..........................)
This year, doesn't feel like any other year. At all. It's like all good and bad at the same time. Weird.
a world of pain
All self attributed. This is what happpens when one abstains from exercizing on a regular basis for abt six months (or longer more like). 3h of badminton on Friday and my dear body is aching like nobody's business. Calfs, thighs, ass, back, neck, shoulder blades, arms, elbows, and palms. No idea why my ass is aching but prolly due to incessant or excessive or even errogenous footwork. Badminton, chim stuff.
Is it sad that I'm looking forward to a full 9h of (hopefully) uninterrupted sleep tonight? Week 1 was exhausting. The only good that came out of those early mornings was my body clock is on its way to a healthier gmt. Naps rock. Haha
Peace out, yo.
Home is where the comfy bed is
The second day of school, and I've already fallen prey to the inability to stay awake. And succumbed to a nap. Which in my defense was severly overdued. After a whole month of late nights and waking up at noons, I'm surprised I even managed to wake up at 645 today to crash a 945 sociology101 lecture after sleeping at 1plus the same night.
Aiyo how to survive the week much less the semester?
Yawning; my constant (silent) company.
Decisions to make by end of this week:
Course load - currently 20aus (3xmath, spanish, socio, badminton)
INSTEP - where
Mm I seem to be forgetting something here.
boy, you got my heartbeat running away
On the verge (or cliff, really) of an eggciting journey. It's growing up. Waking up one day and realize hey going to school isn't going to be the same ever again. Wanting more from your life, and your friends. Not knowing where Life would take you. Having dreams but no real means of fulfilling them. Not yet anyway but it'll happen. Today, I feel like
21.
Change is happening. Embrace it. Or not.
Like they said, a thousand mile journey begins with a single (baby) step. Or at least I like this phrasing better since I would be like (at least) hundreds of miles away sometime, seven months later. Epiphanies are good for the soul. Next thing you know, I would have inked
carpe diem on my forearm. Not quite ready to take
that plunge yet.
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try
To fix you.Labels: deep, me
2012
Six days later. Hahahaha
Broke in the new year with sissy and several bottles of alcoholic indulgences; - Brown Brothers moscato, Bulmers, Asahii & ican'trmbwhat - Lays chips, MTV running, channels-switching, rewatching Ironman 2 on HBO and having a ball of a time or at least till we passed out. In exhaustion or just plain drunk. I
think I was sober but dog-tired.
Broke in the new year with Dreams & Reality exhibit at National Museum! Finally! A first person view on Van Gogh, and Monet paintings. My inner artisan soul was writhing in ecstasy. And really, it was a fantastic time despite that I was on a tight schedule. Museums are always fun. And they shipped in paintings, drawings and photography from the Musee d'Orsay, Paris. (Happy) sighs.
Broke in the new year with the first r21 film with N. HAHA truthfully speaking, not much of a leap from the m18 shows, but more sexual violence which eeek. The girl with a dragon tattoo is not bad. Exciting (psychological?) thriller that went in circles finding the missing girl which turned out to be someone obvious and the killer who was again someone obvious. Not sure why she was called the girl with the dragon tattoo or why she even has the dragon tattoo and even why she was not qualified as a mentally competent individual when she works as a professional hacker.
Broke in the new year, shit is it only three days to sem2??!
HAHA
Dear Me (five years in the future)
Blogging today in post-xmas;
it's not something new to me, the feeling that something is amiss, or the festive seasons themselves getting more stale. I'm not sure which. Or whether it's part of growing up and growing old. Almost everything seems to fall back on a routine, a pattern if you may. Patterns and routines are good, familiar. I don't know when
it happened but it did.
Every year, I can't help but feel something is ... missing, lack of better word. It's not lacking but missing, you know. Maybe it's the result of too many Hollywood influences; too many drama series and movies with their happy endings and perfect white christmas. Not forgetting the gazillion fiction books that I frequently indulge in. It's not that I'm not happy, it's that I just feel somewhat detached, apart, separate from the crowd.
I want a xmas or cold wintry day spent by the fireplace, fire blazing woods burning exuding warmth. Making snow angels in the white (duh) pristine snow, drinking hot cocoa, having someone preferably The One to cuddle with and maybe a Lab Retriever lying down on my feet (if at that time I feel like responsibility).
Dear me in the future, would you look back upon this moment, and smile in secret bliss or sigh in regret? Or worse, become cynical and jaded no longer believing in happy endings?
Light up light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you, dear.Labels: deep, me
slightly antic
Anticipative & anticlimatic at the same time.
All that dreading and hoping and stomach cramping and trying not to think, mostly was for naught. I can't believe after 5 sems of this thang and I still get trapped in the rabbit hole. Seriously though, every semester feels like a new one, except after the very first sem, you get used to the residual guilt accumulated from previous sems. And I for one, am the type to forget almost everything in the past semester. So every semester literally means a new semester.
One more week to actual revealing of examination grades. But thankfully, cgpa gave me something to look forward to.
Soooo not looking forward to 9th. Say hello (dreadfully) to 4xmorning (inclusive of one 0830) classes and goodbye to pretty much a keep calm and stay cool time.
to hell and back
Shit. This sums up my entire week. Late nights or shall I say early mornings, and even later mornings which are actually midafternoons at best? Look at what time I'm blogging jeez.
Didn't even get around to getting a winter job when Classifieds keep mysteriously disappear. And I barely step out of my room much less the house unless you count getting meals. Buttt I did finished like at least five movies, caught up to three of my fave drama (Chuck, lost girl & vamp diaries) while finishing a new drama, Suits within a span of a single day and finishing a dozen of ebooks and real books.
Where did the time gooo? Goodness I feel like I'm wasting my youth. Crap what am I saying? I
am wasting my youth.
Feel so exhausted mentally and physically out of a sudden. This must be the being-21-epiphany W talked about the other time. Oh nooo.
i think i'm...
Insomniac.
Spent a lot of time tossing and turning last night. Maybe it was due to the pressure of not waking up in time for STARS. Only God knows why. Have been having late nights waking up to late mornings, really I meant afternoons. No reason for not sleeping early and at the same time no reason for waking up early hence the screwed up body clock.
STARS was heart stomping and heart wrecking as usual. Ended up making a last minute decision to swap all my indexes to drop one core and add another. Added four electives, I know kiasu much. And I'm thinking of dropping one UE that I'm quite keen on in favor of Spanish because I want my exams to end earlier and hopefully join my parents on that 2 week Europe. Sighs
Why can't the world go round on my clock?
