newspaper newspaper newspaper.

damn it. i hate rehab work. i dun mind writing psr.. but the reflections on the newspapers?!?!
@$ QG% #Y^%RVQ$F$

n i dun even understand how it helps me when i keep thinking of how to criticize the sentences lar.. placement lar.. blah blah blah. i have my opinions.. but to type it out n all... GRRRRRR. i like reading newspapers.. but this just makes me feel digusted at newspapers. sighhhhhhh.

i'm dying lar. seriously. why on earth did i take 5 modules this sem when i can take four. damn it.

i'm looking forward to hk to relax manz. n maybe a trip to malaysia's eagle ranch for some fun! heh heh.

meanwhile... ANTIQUE BAKERY RAWKS!!!

totally my type of humour. n there's a new korean movie on it coming out sooon! heh heh. the male lead from goong (Shin!) is gonna act in it! now i'm damn excited. well.. antique bakery has kept me laughing real hard when i was stressed k. its like my saviour of stress.

guys.. dun watch it. cuz i know u'll hate it. haha it has gay elements.

its really hilarious! with depth. at first i just love it cuz the facial expression changes from those mature looking ones to comical when a funny situation occurs.. den i realise there is depth to the story. children kidnapped, emotional impacts, the digust when guys show physical closeness (except for sports), the usually homophobics, the rejections faced by homosexuals, the fact that gays have abuse situations, etc etc.

12 episodes. makes u laugh, makes u crave for french cakes, makes u hungry, makes u feel for the characters..

i love it. i think.. its gonna be an anime dat i will wanna rewatch over n over again. haha like my goong. oh manz. i miss goong.

ok i'm just here cuz i need a breather cuz i spent one full day typing 11 freaking reports of 1 to 1half page. damn it lar. most irritating assignment ever. n i wonder.. why is it after typing so much i'm still here typing. argh. i hate myself as much as i love myself. hahahha

maybe i shld abandon here. afterall... its more than 10 articles already. =)

yes. i shld go work on my other freaking assignments on top of my attempt to do report on 20 articles.

thats like... 1 psr (10 pages), 1 essay (2000 words), 1 presentation, 1 assignment i'm supposed to draw for my project group while my friend write about our design, oh..n project meetings. grrrrr. i hate datelines. yes as much as i love it.

rwajherhv akzn

i'm talking gibberish. i shall attempt to continue my school work.

I did a lot of strange things.

n i mean it when i said a lot.

go for lecture and forget which lecture hall.
open up the laptop and saw ur group mate "belle" coming online. got damn excited and msg her on msn telling her that I forgot which lt. chat for awhile.
found my lt through ivle, to realise I were sitting outside it all along
go into d lt, log back online, chat with "belle" and found out.... she is NOT the belle from my group.. but the belle who is on exchange in uk. -_- she laughed at me. ok we both had a damn good laugh.

rush to the lib to find my books to write my paper - took one hour, to find out actually all not useful only after i borrowed them.
saw my friend in the canteen, dump all my stuff on the table with them and rush to the toilet, cuz i was controlling my pee since i was in the lib.
ran to the toilet.
came out from the toilet, found out i was damn late for tuition. bid my friends farewell. rush off for tuition.
sat in the mrt, wanted to call my boy, found out i don't have my phone.
visually trace back my footsteps in my mind, recalled that i left it on the table where my frenz were sitting.
ask where is the public phone n look like a retard (further more i was in semi formal wear)
bought waffle to change 5 ten cents coin.
called my friend.

Thankfully, it was still sitting on the table. hahahha

i'm a retard lar, with pea size brain. seriously.

now i feel damn bad troubling my fren. and i'm super thankful.

THANK YOU NETTE!!!!

at the same time feel damn excited...
cuz i'm gonna drive out to pick up my phone. haha like first time gonna go pick kid. rofl.

ok more like.. first time driving out alone.. in the dark.

there will be no mishap. =) cuz mishap already happened today. heh heh.

yayness. my test has ended. i've submitted 1 paper.

ok i know its just 1 test n 1 paper.. but i'm happy. hahaha cuz.. its something done and 2 loads off my freaking shoulders.

yes yes i know i went into emo mood for a tad too long for selina days. the spring broke lar.. it took time to replace so i can spring up into energy immediately. more like the load too heavy.. so the spring gets pressed down n couldnt bounce back up.

i realise i like to be in control of my own life. when things are not in control.. i feel pek cek quickly, easily irritable and go emo. hahaha maybe thats why i don't like love. too much uncertainty and puts me outta control.

ok lar. despite all those complaints abt my passion, i still love it. haha its just that.. overwhelming of 1 thing can result in exhaustion.

i want to do ten thousand things for that but i also don't want to do ten thousand things for that. hahahhaha ok me and my weird conception and my polar dichotomy. ignore my ramblings. muahahaha

happy birthday twin!

melt away. i feel happy for you somehow. well.. at least now ur in touch with reality you know. better den ur twin who is still asleep - dreaming. heh heh. or nightmaring.

ok n no. no more terrorist in my nightmares please. i don't want to wake up to "you idiot! believe me! my frenz are freaking stuck in the hands of terrorist in that underground tunnel! YOU GOTTA SAVE MY FRIENDS!!" and wake up to the back view of this big muscular burly ang moh (who looks like u will get crush to ashes if he gives u even just a friendly hug) walking to the terrorist hideout to check it out, your friends climbing out of the underground hideout, you kneel in relief, n **poof**. your in bed.

haha yes. weird dreams/nightmares i have. ok stop laughing at my dream already. haha

yes.. it was so frightening i remember.

ok i'm coward for horrors though i do enjoy watching them somehow.