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I kinda disliked it, fickleness, especially so when it happens in dire situations; exams for one example. That, and my procrastination. I hope that my mixing up of dates and procrastinating of studies don't end up throwing accountancy into my forward module list. And so, I've kept myself busy from things that has nothing to do with studying. I find it highly irritating that the exams falls during the Chinese New Year, and throwing a double jeopardy for both events; Chinese New Year and the examinations of course. Why so? The dread of final term examination draws close on the lunar new year, dampening your mood to celebrate the actually festive season; when you're suppose to have loads of fun, including pigging yourself out, playing games with people you know, visiting friends' places and many more. And in turn, the festive season drains all your will and motivation to study; at least my will and motivation. Now I felt like a retard, trying to retain the information into my head with half-assed effort. Next of the fickle-mindedness, well, I don't feel safe talking about it here. HAH! But those who know me well enough knows where I'm going with this one. Talking about crazy ideas. But I hope this will be a good year, and a good way to kick off the good ear, I mean, year, (HEAR HEAR!) would definitely be a smooth transition into my second year, get to know the people I want to know, good news of my planned trip to Taiwan (MOAR FOOD), and well. Whatever thats suppose to come. Relatively naggy update. Hope whoever still drops by don't get bored of this. -
Sunday, February 7, 2010
you know, i've been tied up to the neck recently. i've felt so constricted and suffocated.
everything's routine, project piles (and not done yet), untouched chapters for my finals, totally untouched homework,
sleep was nearly out of the equation of 24 hours.
reached home at 9 plus yesterday, played some games and slept at 2.30
woke up at 6.30, rushed with my preparation and quickly met up with Stan before we headed off for work.
job was, quite routine. and downright tiring, the inadequate sleep really killed my enthusiasm. thank god I still managed to entertain them. (but my legs were aching like nobody's business)
ended at 5.30, arranged to meet with Yumi and Jes (they were working as well) and headed to Changi to meet Shizu for her farewell POPEYES dinner. (Yeah! Popeyes!)
I... stayed quite for quite some time. I have this, nagging worry that I'll cry if I joined in their conversation, I tried to stone at somewhere or something. Randomly singing songs out loud (one of the rare occasions you'll see me doing that), talking more nonsense than usual. Then finally, Shizu's bidding farewell. I barely talked anyway, and then she left.
In the midst of talking (for the farewell video), I cried. Well, not cry cry, but like, manly tears. LOL.
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Coming to a conclusion. I realised that, despite the three years that I've known Shizu, and the fact that I seldomly had or struck a conversation with her, Shizu is an important friend to me.
That, and I'm bad at farewells. Call me emotional/sensitive/weak, but I seem to 'tear' easily when placed in such situations.
And well, various other things I've realised, but I shall not drown in them right now.
I think I need a good rest.
Before I start K'ing my projects.
Cheerios.