noninspirational thoughts.

You can't say I didn't do anything today, but neither did I accomplish anything.

Spent the good half of the morning doing up my fyp slides, then lunch came.  Lunch break was spent punching and eating, if you don't understand then never mind. After that I got so bored with fyp I decided to read my fna text while punching.  If you don't understand that never mind. By 3pm, I was starting to get tired of staring at the com. So I went to relax and slap on a mask. Around 4 I came back on, received PK's slides and started putting both slides together - in a half-hearted manner actually. We're going to be smoking on friday.  If you don't get that, never mind.

Other nuggets of the day:

• Antivirus found a virus. :|
• Lifang's laptop turned up cranky in the morning.
• Milano double chocolate rawks.
• Two calls today, one brings an opportunity, the other a distant possibility.

Afterthought: AHAH! mebbe I should go maple! :D New patch, new map!

I am beginning to loathe the radio alarm clock. *bleary eyed* There's no way you can return to sleep if you are awaken by it. The only way is to sleep through the whole thing without even waking up first.

The day started early at 8.00, when the radio alarm rang and I realllly had to get up to switch it off else it would wake everyone up. Got my breakfast, and did some early morning cabaling while waiting for the HR at 9em@lto to arrive at work so I can call them.  Whilst waiting to call (and fighting bugzards), the phone rang and it brought quite a bit of surprise. There's no confirmation, but that call made me waste one return stone.

So in the end, I called 9em@lto at around 9-ish, and then wrapped up the battle aura quest (whee i got freezing aura this time! the last time i got aqua aura!) and started on cash flow statements. Cash flow is kicking my ass big time. He specifically said that exam will only be indirect method, but studying the direct method is important cos it gives you a good idea of everything. No worries, I've been kicked in the ass by cash flow enough during GEK2507: Basic methods for financial statements. This should be sorted out by the end of the day. Then I will go tackle the project question! *yooosh~*

lunched with lifang at lerk thai~ Almost the fornightly lunch :) No olibe rice for me today :( So I took seafood tomyam instead, and the most part of it was enjoyable except for the sotong.  Pls remind me to avoid ALL sotongs, or chew-until-the-cows-come-home-but-it-still-remains-the-same food, or foods like niu2 nan2, or chew-and-it-turns-into-shreds-like-threads-that-bind-to-the-metal. Imagine a cm size food particle stuck between the crevices of two molars. It's actually painful, not achy. Even after I extracted that bugger with a thorough brushing, there's still a dull ache in the vicinity. *pouts and mutters*

Appears that there's no lecture today! Which explains why I am tapping away on the YIH CBLC computer.  I guess he either (1) finished the lecture series AND the revision lecture series, or (2) decided not to give any revision lecture series cos nobody turns up. =X Anyhows, there's not much I can do now since there's no lecture, so I'm going to the YIH study room! HOPEFULLY, there's a seat. I highly doubt it. Oh wells. If there are no seats then I might consider going down to vivo!~

30 days to moving out of hall,

30 days to the unofficial graduation.

30 days that can be spent so meaningfully, 30 days that can be cabaled away. 30 days that I get to wake up after 8, 30 days that I can go out on a weekday afternoon.

What am I feeling now? I feel like I am letting the currents push me along. I'm no longer swimming so hard towards the finishing line, and neither am I trying so hard to swim upstream. Usually the last 30 days is the time to gear up and run, sprint, yell "yamaaaann!!" as u chiong to the finishing line. This time round mebbe not. It's going to come anyway, whether I run or not. So I shall just stroll like an old lady and greet it in the face.

To say that there is no sadness about leaving hall is not true. But it's just that so much of that sadness was felt last year already. And this year really is like a bonus year - the year whereby I simply play sports, the year whereby i don't have to be at meetings, the year whereby we enjoyed some year 4 fun, it's kind of like retirement you know? In the end, I'll miss the people.  Not just the beekers, but my dear friends from other blocks with whom we've had so much to laugh and cry together about. When will be the next time we will see each other? 5 years? 10 years? Maybe never ever again?

:) It doesn't really matter right? So long as we'll always laugh together when we meet one another again.

handball in the morning, fna project in the afternoon, dinner with peanut for celebration, 2 hours of cabal at e2, and topping it all with a late night saturday movie at the picture house!

i miss an action packed lifestyle.

At this present moment, I would very much like to collapse on the bed and just sleep. Today has been a long hard day of thesis writing and technical paper writing.  I just wished I didn't write so much of the thesis yesterday night because so much of it was incoherent thanks to the pounding migraine. Anyway I re read the entire thing and it sounds like total crap and gibberish. Either way, there's no more time left to do major overhauls. There it is, hopefully I don't get a C for it.

happy birthday because it's been 4 years since baptism! How much have I grown? To say not much would be quite unfair.  But I am definitely still a brawling baby.

My room has reached red alert mode. It's utter chaos. All the journal articles are strewn across the table, my fna notes and text are stacked messily at the side of the table, all my bags are in action littered across the very small room floor ready to be deployed in different situations.  The basket of washed and dried clothes remain in the basket, unfolded. The floor is disgusting, littered with hair and though it's not visible I'm very sure there are minute specks of oreos on the floor. =X I can't wait for tomorrow to come. But even tomorrow is action packed. And it only makes sense to go home once I go down to bugis, which means I won't get to return here until monday comes. /..\

I actually went down to help with level supper preparation just now, for a while. Maybe about one hour. It actually felt quite good, resurfacing again from MIA-ing.  I'm really sorry to miss the Appreciation Dinner. It must have been great, because all the year fours were there.... But thats that, and it's already over. 

It's been a while since I've had a string of late nights, and it's really taking a toll this time.  I can't seem to stay up through the night anymore, at least not after a full day. The migraines just keep coming, and somebody keep knocking on my temples trying to jump out of my head. Maybe it's my imaginary friend.

Really felt like blogging about everything that happened yesterday, from 7am all the way till 2am, but by the time I reached hall all I could do was to summon enough strength to wash up and hit the sack.  And now, today, at the beginning of a brand new day, the day before FYP thesis deadline, the day whereby I possibly have to miss FNA tutorial just to finish my FYP, on this day, I don't feel like reliving the horrors of yesterday.

I cannot wait for the weekend to come.

Last Saturday, on one of the little walks I take with my mum around the neighbourhood, we ended up back at the clubhouse and I picked up the paper. I saw an article that struck a chord, but I can't quite reproduce the contents anymore. It was about one of the last parties they had as a class before graduation, and there were those who cried, but there are the cynical ones too.  As they pass around the autograph books and people leave their addresses and numbers, is it truly for the sake of keeping in touch or just to commemorate the moment of having known each other at that time?  Having list after list of previous acquaintances doesn't mean anything in the end.  But why do we still do them?

Excuse me for the absence from blogging, but at this time of the semester I don't think it really matters no? Everyone's so busy with their own work that they probably don't have the spare time to read my page. Even if they do, my readers have taken a liking for being "passive readers".  The blog surfers who just read, but don't comment to say that they've been here.

some doors are opened, and I don't know when they would close. At the same time, doors are opening and others are closing.  Everything's moving at warp speed, and I can barely catch up, barely.

I want my own 24-inch in my room.

I am not doing my work. I don't know why, but I am the kind of person whereby even if you remove all distractions and leave me in a room with just my fyp, I still won't be able to do any work if there's not conviction from within.  On the other hand, if the drive is there, you can throw me in a noisy kopitiam and I can tell you that I can work from there also.

Off topic, when I get home and if we ever get cabal cable teevee at home, I must make sure that we get Discovery Channel. Am currently watching the documentary on Jimmy, and you know when you're watching Discovery Channel the content never gets boring. There's never the silly draggy dramas, or the sometimes boring variety show.

Up next! Man-made marvels, the Beijing Airport! A check back at channel 8? Food variety show. Channel U? Still that 古装drama.