When i heard that song

on the radio, I knew you would write about it, sooner or later. Not in a negative way, but somehow it sort of resonates with recent turn of events, and perhaps will lead to a sort of reflection.

Days have passed, and things have simmered. In retrospect, issues become clearer, although details may have become fuzzier. It was just pure stupidity on my part methinks.

Yes, no more self-blaming, no more negativity. I know, and i’m saying that matter-of-factly.

You have a good rest, and I’ll see you soon. I love you. =)

My dear,

How are you today? Hope you had a pretty fulfilling day and it went smooth without hiccups too. This week should be a better week than last week’s, considering the mad rush of deadlines and other stuffs last week. =) Oh ya, you didn’t rest well yesterday, so please try to get some quality rest today.

Speaking of which, it is quite amazing how awake I still am even though I slept barely an hour last night. I was thinking about you all the time, and your face just kept popping up in my mind from time to time during the rehearsal.

My presentation went okay today, even though I didn’t get a chance to rehearse. Was pretty lucky that half the class was more interested in bidding for modules for the next semester rather than listening to our presentation. Hehs.

Alright, I’m gonna try to get a bit of rest before working on IO and studying for Jap. More like just study jap and hopefully something goes in.

Love ya. =)

Eating potato chips

is therapeutic. Even though I had a hard time selecting from the entire shelf of chips – lays, kettle, twisties, pringles – I settled on this uber expensive pack of chips, Terra Red Chips. 5.50 a pack is sheer indulgence. Only because it read “no trans fats”.

And also only because it had one of the lowest fat content.

Life sucks. Even when I want to sin, still have to weigh the cons. sigh.

Slashslashslash the entire top portion. These two weeks is getting damn tough. There are two presentations this week. That translates to a total of 5 project meetings from today to next tuesday. On top of that, jap test is on next tuesday.

A levels is coming up too, means that tuition cannot be suspended. On the other hand, it has to be stepped up.

Pack 5 meetings, 3 IPT sessions, 3 tuition sessions and classes within 7 days. That’s my schedule. What a change to the r&r mode i’ve been in since the beginning of this semester.

Perhaps, this is some sort of retribution for laughing at the media law peeps.

Oh yes, throw in a sojourn consultation class tomorrow too.

It’s confirmed. I’m stressed. if i can blow cash on – *shudder* – potato chips and then – *shudder* – finish half a pack in a setting, it means something.

Okay. enough ranting. I shall go for IPT now. zzz.

Haven’t felt like I need

to take a break and just sleep, sleep and sleep in a very long time. The runny nose today just told me, hey, i ought to take a break.

The weekend has been very sweet. =) Thoroughly enjoyed myself, of course.

In a separate note, the cohesion by the 17th was pretty good. Good food, nice place, great mj. =p Although honestly speaking, the turnout for the 16th was beyond pathetic. But seeing how the 17th is beginning to gel together, I now honestly believe that they will actually carry on the good work in this school.

Stick together, guys. It’s better to work as one, than as fragments of a whole. =) You guys started this well, let it not end it any other way else.

I’ve neglected this space,

and reading some other blogs actually sort of gave me a renewed zeal to start writing again.

So it’s been ten weeks since school started, and as with previous semesters, life is hectic, as always. First couple of weeks you settle in and play yourself silly. Spend the recess week worrying about the insurmountable task of completing all the projects that the profs give so freely, and now is the final 7-week lap where you just can’t wait for the magical ‘week 14′ to appear, only because it means the end of a semester’s worth of projects.

And there’s exams too. Let’s not get started on that.

It’s just this, and one more term because we become ‘graduates’. I’m looking forward to working life, only because there’s an income, and income equals financial independence for me. But some bemoans that it’s the beginning of a very, very long road, until you retire or are retrenched – whichever comes first. (For some, death is an early exit, but let’s not go there.)

Six half-years of madness, one in progress, and another one to come. Ever wondered why are we always in a mad rush? I wonder. Why the race – red queen, rat, whatchacallem – that we always see ourselves running in? And funny thing is, no matter where we end up, there seems to be always a greener pasture.

Are we such failures in whatever we set out to achieve?

Is there always a ‘better’ state that we have fallen short of, or is it just an illusion? Some say it’s a matter of perspective (“you are only as good as you think you are”), while some believes that contentment is the way to go.

I always say that in this world, there are the controllable variables and those uncontrollable ones. What I don’t know (and i don’t say), is to what extent both fields reach. I love to be in control too, but sometimes, the uncontrollable field seems to expand by the minute, leading to a sense of being overwhelmed by the circumstances.

The nature of life’s unpredictability, to some, is ugly, and to others, is a joy, only because of its spontaneous nature. I like unpredictability because it is an excuse to deviate from plans, from routines, from standards, and there are others out there who share the same sentiments. Embrace routine, and you’ll be called a stick-in-the-mud, but that’s not without merits too. At least with routine comes familiarity, and a sense of security that comes with it.

Okay I’m rambling only because I refuse to do my work, so if you actually manage to get so far (400 words is not a lot), good for you. Come look for me, I’ll give you a lolli. =)