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Thursday, February 08, 2007

Dear blog.

it has come to my attention that i blog on you the most around exams time.
haha!

well nowadays i'm either too busy, too tired, or too lazy to give a shit about blogging. i had a great thursday afternoon last week at cafe del mar, and many great times. but i'm just kinda lazy to blog and spell properly and wait for the pics to load (i refuse to spell wrongly. it's a kind of OCD => obsessive compulsive disorder)

one of the lovely things last nite (just now) was the spur of the moment eating dim sum cuz i haven't eaten dinner and i got some lousy yam cake and boon was too sian with school work. haha

and i have not bought any material things this week and i'm already close to broke. fucking hell i hate having no money. and i'm not even eating properly but still getting poorer.

anna skipped two lects in the morning but did not feel bad cuz she had a whole string of non stop classes without lunch break, so comparatively it was ok. so anna went for class, had some chicken nuggets in lecture, then went for project meeting, then rush off to NUS for meeting, then rushed down to J8 to get cooling tea for boonie, then went for supper, then came home at midnite -_- then of course anna doesn't exactly shower quick, so took bout an hour for the hair, body, face, contacts, macham such a troublesome girlie girl. and then still had to ask daddy a ton of questions, send out email, do presentation slides, send them out, upload pics for official use, and rite now really really dread going to school and wishes to sleep the whole day until picnic time HAHA. at the end of the day, anna is contemplating whether to go to bed now, or watch the re-run of Heroes at 4 in the morning -_-

it came to my realization that some days i'm so alone, then other days i seem to have many interactions with different pple. but i still dun make exactly make friends, just acquaintances i have to wave and fako smile at in school. my neighbour made me chirpy in the morning, nice talking to someone different. then gina made me girlie girl and who i normally am. then lecture with jansen was macham picnic and a whole series of trying to stay awake but he dozed off before me muahaha. then project meeting, albeit asking a ton of qns and for them to explain to me, i felt intellectual (LOL). then astro meeting made me really tired cuz it was so routine: think, plan, execute. plus we weren't even brainstorming of new ideas, just covering details that had to be done. how interesting rite -_- then the pple at J8 made me show my buai song face cuz i was warm and in a rush and pple just had to make it worse.

and of course the best part was dim sum with boonie :)

so here i am, after all the shit and STILL waiting for all the pics to slowly (and painfully) upload.

did i mention how fucking irritated i am when i see my mailbox with ridiculous questions as if i had to report every shit and pee to the fucking office. ok nvm let's end here then.

sayonara i dunno when i'll blog again! muacks


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