The big night is here

Studying hard for my PRM 2 test scheduled at 2pm.
God knows wat kind of questions she'll ask.
Its stressful, and u know what, maybe the facebook quiz was right.
Matbe i m a B student after all.
*slumping*
yea, like tats gonna help me now.

Anyway,
on the brighter side,
Easter Rally is TONIGHT.
i repeat: EASTER RALLY IS TONIGHT!!

okay darlings.
be there k?
UCSI multi purpose hall at 7pm sharp tonite.
be there for me.
be there for Him. ^^
love ya peeps.

Counting down ..

counting down to the days whre perhaps i cud sleep and not feel guilty abt it.
despite the never ending assigments, few changes took place in my daily routine.

1. When three becomes two
she left for the better. or at least i'm suppose to believe that. but today i found out perhaps it was a one way thing for me to feel upset over our "separation".. hahaz.. not really emotional anyway, i'm kinda immuned. its not tat bad, really.

2. Working at MATTA 09 was tiring yet satisfying

Did not reach my target sales. but twas better than anybody else expected. pictures will do d talking. XD

Me n Aunt Lynn. Biological aunt if u're wondering. ^^

Louise: My favourite work mate/ partner.

Disturbing yet fun distraction fro work.

3. I'm still slaving over assignments.
No surprise here. The assignments are still never ending.

4. I dun wan to be 19.
Can't help it but i'm kinda dreading my birthday this year. I'm O-L-D. i know, old in my own way ok? i just need to turn back time and do a few more changes.

Just a lil bit. Really.

1.6

1.5 years.
18 months.
72 weeks.
553 days.
13,272 hours.
796,320 minutes.
47,779,200 seconds.

and counting.


I'm sorry anyway.

updates

Heyea peeps!
Yea, I'm not dead.. yet.
On the really dangerous edge though, but then again,
i survived 3 PRM assignments!
not one not two but THREE!
so what do u say?
*congrats*
thank you thank you.

being a psych student is nt as easy as i tot.
this sem was my busiest ever,
with never-ending work to do.
i mean it when i say never-ending,
event a moment of relaxation can make me feel guilty at times.

so for this week, there's the Public Speaking final,
final dance pratice and then EASTER RALLY next week.
then there's the cognitive presentation and lifespan test next week.
prm2 test, assignment and then lifespan forum. hmm..
long way to a real break.
and plus, its like oni wat? one week?
i know.
its pathetic.






baby bulan wont be here for the big day.
*sigh*

Internet Deprivation

I feel so cut off from the world without internet for 3 days.
It was real bad i tel u. and its not ok yet.
Fingers crossed , hoping it will be ok soon cos i really have lotsa researching and assignments to do.

anyway, just a few updates.
Cognitive is due 2mr, reaction paper is due on thursday, Hailer is due on thursday 2, Working from friday to sunday at Matta Fair. That's this week.
For next week, there's cognitive presentation, Public speaking presentation, Stats mid-term, and submission for four PRM 2 assignments.

Gosh! drop a hello and see whether i'm still alive by next weekend?

My Brother the Mechanic

Why do ppl fan themselves when they cry?

Good question.

An attempt to fan those burning tears in i guess.

But it always proved unsuccesful. At least for me.

So i concluded that it was a reflex system that moves yr wrist and fingers in a fanning motion when the tears are stimulated by emotional stimuli.

Profound language. Nevertheless utterly meaningless.

Had a face-to-face "discussion" with uncle bus after the shout-over-the-phone incident.

Discussion turned out to be another shouting session.

Was kinda embarassing cos it took place right outside Terry's office. (And oh yea, Terry's leaving. But tat's another story *sigh*)

As usual, he thinks i'm cheating. Yada yada yada.

But then things went even out of this universe when he says that I mentioned my brother/father was the mechanic who would repair my car.

ZOMG!

Wat's wrong with you?!

My father is in the travelling line and my brother is like wat? 14 this year?!

I did not even mention my brother!

So yea, he sweared all over the place. Vowing that he heard me said so last Monday. I didn't know how 2 react anymore bcos:

1. I wasn't as loud as him

2. He just wouldn't stop talking, I min Shouting

3. He still thinks it's MY fault

4. Ppl were looking

5. His statement is totally hilariously, impossibly STUPID nonsense

Haven't i told u things were going to turn pretty ugly? Now it has. Kind of. not settled. brought it to logistics. *sigh*

Better keep my fingers crossed.

This thing we called Friendship

I can't help but agree with Yaya.
She's so right.
So damn right.
I know you will see this somehow,
considering the fact that u like to stalk our blogs now that you are so "passionate" abt gatherings and getting-back-togethers.
you have my respect, yet yr sudden initiative deepens my surpressed annoyance.
Somehow, it is a proven fact that it is not impossible for u guys. It is just a matter of whether you want to do it or not.
So much for being the passive ones last time.
I'm happy, and disappointed at the same time.
Relieved, and annoyed.

I treasure this relationship, this thing we call friendship.
Do not get me wrong, I miss you guys very much too.
In fact, I miss those times alot.
But ppl grow, and we have learned how to outgrow the pain and confusion you chose to give.
While we understand yr effort of trying to save this friendship,
may i be the cruel one to tel you this is not the right timing.

Its crucial that you ppl know how much we do not want to give up.
But this is not the way to do it.
The time has passed, and only time itself can heal.