31 July 2009
28 July 2009
Because I Can
27 July 2009
Syndrome Pelupa
-walking all the way to the washroom with the aim to shower but upon reaching, discover that my toiletry bucket is sitting nicely by the door
-not bringing a towel into showers
-sometimes in the middle of a sentence I just forget what was my point to even begin with. It’s utterly frustrating I tell you.
-going for accounts class without calculator. It's pure torture. It's every accountant's worst catastrophe
-pakai selipar jamban to class -.- no, I am NOT trying to make a fashion statement
-I can even do things like taking all the loose change out my shorts pocket, dumping them into my chupa chup piggy bank, walk to the convenient store, pick up a pack of peanut butter cookies and TRY pay for them. And all of that happen within five minutes
-forgetting my phone password! OMG! This is probably the most crucial one of them all. It’s been a little too long since I restarted my phone, because people don’t just off and on their phones everyday. Or maybe they do, I just don’t have the privilege of having 67 hours a day to wait for my trusty yet aged 7610 to start up.
My battery died the other day and after getting rejected on the first try, I suddenly remember some time back I switched code for some insignificant reason or another. I tried like 3248 possible passwords I would possibly consider as a password before giving up and attempting one last time at the original password.
AND THE STUPID PHONE STARTED UP. Bodoh right? If not for all that effort I just put into reviving that thing I wouldn’t have given it a second thought to throw it against the wall.
Today’s scatty brain incident kinda blew my cool. I managed to lock myself out of the room. Not locking myself out was something I took great pride in and now…I don’t know what is happening already lah. Earth, just wondering, are you still revolving on the same axis?
Thing is, as much as I hate to say this, I think I’m beginning to lose touch the with inner me. The person I used to be. The person others used to like and feel comfortable around.
Is it me or does this happen to others as well?
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Hi, I am flubber’s best friend. I’m flabby.
Okay okay, back to the books.
Exam on Wednesday.
26 July 2009
A Tinge Of Familiarity
I recently made a short visit back home. So short it only lasted for approximately fourteen hours before I was shuttled back to ululands. I am horridly ashamed to say after being absent for four weeks, I spent eleven of those hours asleep. Siigh.
It was dad’s grand for me to come back. I was having troubles falling asleep after being awake for some thirty hours or so. Last minute rush on the assignments, don’t ask. And I texted dad, whining about my incapability. He called and said come back and sleep lah, I’ll send you back tomorrow.
And me being me, jumped at the suggestion. Hehee.
Here’s a picture with the Tall Sister taken a few minutes before dashing out the doors, throwing my bags into the trunk and with a wedge of honey melon in my mouth.
23 July 2009
Perfecting It
Going with hopes that extracting myself from this doomed place will lift my spirits higher to do assignment -.-" Very likely, I know.
P/s: I truly beieve that assignments are evil and will take over the world someday.
The Comeback
21 July 2009
Life's Like That
Jeers of lifeless from my peers would most certainly be approprite for the occasion but let's save that for another day. I have so much to vent regarding this matter but I happen to have a jar to bottle it up for the night.
Siigh.
- Next assignment dues in 3 days.
- Next test is in 7 days.
- I've become an insanely boring and lazy person.
- Second year will drive me insane with the amount of workload cum lack of time I have.
- And I feel like a truck. I can't stop eating. Staring at pages and pages of notes just isn't as appealing
- Wishing I was back in kindergarten sometimes. When life was simpler. And you could get away with a smile, not that I still don't. Hehee.
17 July 2009
Friday Morning Rush
I won't be late for English.
I can't be late for English.
I might be late for English.
I think I’ll be late for English.
Damn I’m late for English.
08 July 2009
Better Rates and Hopefully More Replies?
06 July 2009
College Sights
04 July 2009
03 July 2009
Ungodly
It was a long, crappy night(morning), which got worst with grumbling tummies, shifting from on location to another, finding fault with lightings, impending datelines flashing like an alarm went off, inadequate technology(skill) and laggy braincells. But you know what, that CD was hand in time and that itself is a miracle.
*sleepsleepsleepsleepsleepsleep!*
One down. Four more to go.