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Goodbye wordpress, i might return in due time.

I’ve been sitting infront of my not-so-sexy-and-yellowing mac. The weather’s a bitch. I’m uncomfortable.

I feel horrible, I keep changing tuition days, but sometimes I really can’t help it! :(

I hate having packed saturdays. My ideal saturday before the exams end is an entire day dedicated to studying.

Stop fucking sending me game invitations on facebook.

I am intolerable of you ‘cos you’re insensitive. Do you care how we feel?

I am a fake mother of a tall boy who doesn’t believe me when I say something good because mummies always say nice things.

I am a muggertoad.

I have another 18hours of webcasts to complete. I don’t know why I can listen to webcasts and blog(or do other stuff) concurrently but I can’t during lecture.

I am an expert in Independant Samples T-test.

My exams end on a Thursday afternoon and I’m leaving for Japan midnight thursday the following week, no Mambo til after that.

For the next 2.5 weeks: Study, Phil Winds, Tuition, Study. Study, Phil Winds, Tuition, Study…. Mousehunt?

18 days to 7th May.

This is my boring life till 7th May.

Yesterday while waiting for aayush for dinner..

This is the photo I chose when Ivan handed me 50 odd photos taken in Yun Nan that he recently went to develop.

This will motivate me to study.

Ivan: “When you hear the story behind it, it will motivate you more. They just came out from class. Today at class they received new books, and the moment they got it the went outside to read it.”

STATS REPORT DONE! :D

I feel awesome, cos I haven’t slept for two nights, this is insane. But it’s done anyway. I’m feeling slightly apprehensive, I dont know how it’d turn out I’m not sure whether I did it right, I’m not sure whether I gave exactly what was expected.. but aiy, I suppose its correct. Or at least I followed the APA samples closely. Labs are ten times harder than essays I think! Maybe I just procrastinate too much.

I’m SUPPOSED to do my lit essay but I’ve been home since 1am and sitting here, yet I haven’t got much done. I need to get back down to earth. I’m still so jittery about the Gold, like a kid who can’t sit still! I’m so awesomely proud of the kids I don’t know where to start! You girls are my Number ones, even before the results came out, cos your playing was aweesomeeeeee… it made me all emo about my old days (:

The amazing thing bout this Polka Dot Haven is that it’s home anywhere you go. Your level is small enough so you know everyone, at least by face. Juniors you’ve never seen before, they’ll come up with something so random that there’s a conversational topic.

Crazy! Time flies! I realised I just saw my sec one batch graduate from band, particular reference to Sara and Teranna since they just left. Super proud of them, because I remember how seniors always think their juniors aren’t good enough, then you wonder how they’re going to take over leadership when they become seniors themselves. Then after a rather long hiatus of not being able to return, you realise they’ve risen to the occasion.

I’m extremely proud of the “good la good la i’m very hungry lets go dinner!” Sara. Cos I remember that she used to have problems keeping pace with the rest in the earlier years, but she looked really good onstage. Everytime I hear that segment with the bongos, my mind keeps flashing back to seeing her play!

Hype hype hype OVER. I really need to settle down and get my work done. It’s not even my SYF I’m not warranted to be so high TWO days after it that I can’t study! ROAAAAAAARRRRRRRRR!!!! like jericho.

Well, pretty much nothing has changed. I’m still putting off blogging as usual, because sometimes I feel like blogging is a waste of time. But I decided since it’s pretty impossible to finish up all my reading before I leave for school in 15minutes I’ll do a little.

I won’t go into nitty gritty details of the past 2 weeks but mainly 2 highlights…

1. I went to Southern Ridges with the NUSWS Percs on Sat, and got a few awesome shots, so I’m feeling really satisfied.

2. I went back to St Margs, I feel old, and I realised Sophia Loo is in band. This is a disaster! Haha, alright I’m kidding (: But it’s pretty cool cos there’s like a chain of us in church from there. Tomorrow I’m going to watch them at SYF, so all the best, girls! This is the 4th SYF since I first stepped into St Margs – 03 05 07 09. Awesome.

This is constantly on my desktop to keep me on track.
Read Psych Stats Ch 7, 8, 11, 12, 14 & link it up
Study stats for 8/4/09
Lit Essay (13/4/09)
Psych Lab Report (17/4/09)
Read EL2211 text & link up everything too
EL 2211 Presentation & Submission (7/4/09)
4 lib books (by 18/4/09)

After today, ONE MORE down! The list used to be longer.

I’m still not over Saturday. Ever since I decided I enjoy band and playing there really has been no turning back. I’m glad I’ve got the feeling back, and I’m glad it came at the right time. This is the first time in a long time I felt fantastic after a concert, even though I know we didn’t sound awesome. It was just so much fun, not to mention a really nice repertoire… or at least I liked the pieces a lot.

So its the after-concert bummer feeling. From a soaring glorious sounds, I’m thrown back down onto earth and boy it hurts. I haven’t had enough sleep all week, even running up to concert – the workload’s been crazy.

Ok, but I definitely had a rewarding week. I got back my Lit mid term today. B+! Awesomeeeeee! Considering I haven’t done Lit since Sec 2, and back then we never actually did a full scale essay. Concert, well, it was definitely definitely rewarding. I miss my section now :/

Thanks to all those who came, i’m too lazy to upload the photos here because WordPress is really tardy.

Tata!

This is from testing my camera, but i thought it looked pretty nice at the same time!

My bodyclock’s changed (and screwed up) don’t ask me why I’m up now. But I really need to set it right. I can’t sleep before 3, and I can’t wake up before 10:30. SIGH.

This two weeks have definitely been a bit tricky. I had the best days where I felt like I was floating in heaven (mraz stole my heart) and bad days… like reallly realllyyyy bad.

I’ve decided to carry on with band. it hit me that some things I just cannot let go of.

One very important thing I learnt this week is,
You never know til you try.
Sometimes you really just have to step off your own stage and give someone else a chance to shine.

Sometimes you can be so angry at someone you say something. and then you wish you never said it when you hear the other person’s side of the story. But despite what happened, the many rough edges, the lengthy cold wars, I’m glad we’re still friends. I’m glad we lasted 6 years.

It’s difficult. Sometimes I don’t know if its me who has changed, or if its others. Human nature chooses to blame everyone else but self, but I recognise I have changed. Just half a year back you won’t find me in Zouk and no drinks, just half a year back I wouldn’t try do anything funny…

Find me an explaination why just half a year back something that meant everything to me means nothing to me now. I’m completely apathetic about what’s going on, and apathetic about being apathetic, you get the idea. I can’t even find a reason for why I’m intending to give up something I used to love so much… I’m leaving it for at least 3 months or so.

I feel like a jigsaw piece that won’t fit. I’m not sure how well it fit previously, but right now I feel severely out of shape, probably won’t even look like a piece suited for the particular hole.

Thanks, drink buddy.

I hate studying… I’m so slow and bad at it.

I’m listening to wordless music once again.

And its things like this, times like these,

That fuzzy feeling coming back, though still faint.

It makes letting go harder, no more a breeze.

“Come on, Gogo, return the ball, can’t you, once in a while?”