Yesterday, I had sore throat and the kinda irritating cough you get when you want to but you cannot and there's like dust particles sticking on your lungs. And it made me so annoyed cause it was so hard to sleep and we all know the importance of a good sleep.
So last night, I had the worst time trying to fall asleep cause the eyes were heavy and the mind was exhausted but each time I drift into my slumber, my throat itches and I cough so hard that my throat felt like it was on fire. And my head throbs from the violent coughs and sneezing, i was tempted to take a Panadol.
Oh in case you didn't know, I rather put up with a week of agony than take my medicine. I cannot stand the bitterness of medicine. And I'm scared of it.
So when I woke up this morning, i took a panadol and that says a lot about the discomfort i was in. Woke up again with the bitchiest throat ever and a nose that is running faster than a Kenyan.
And oh, that got me thinking that I'd take fractured arm/sprained ankle any day than some stupid flu.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
So you know right, I've been analysing myself, deciphering my own words, decoding my every movement.. you know, the basic things you would do when you are trying to figure out how God's best creation works. And lets not get to the technicalaties of it cause I would lose you cause damn, I am complex.
And I lost my train of thoughts.
Oh yes, so while doing the above, I discovered something about myself. No, strike that. I did not discover- just found something concrete that affirmed my discovery of 837218371298371 years. And this is it..
My eyes and my mind seem to not be able to coordinate. And as such, I tend to abuse and often misuse these terms- "hot" and "sexy". My eyes see something not really of those qualities but like any other malfunctioned brain, my mind screams "hot" and "sexy" and I hyperventilate.
To further substantiate my claims of defection on my part, I find hotness and sexiness in all the wrong places/people. Places, not much honestly but often, people really. Like for example, I find this one person really really sexy cause he is so mysterious since he doesn't do anything that suggests amiability.
But seriously, friendly is so overrated! Lets all be cold and mean so we can all be sexy.
I'm praying this is yet another phase but knowing me, this may take a while.
And I lost my train of thoughts.
Oh yes, so while doing the above, I discovered something about myself. No, strike that. I did not discover- just found something concrete that affirmed my discovery of 837218371298371 years. And this is it..
My eyes and my mind seem to not be able to coordinate. And as such, I tend to abuse and often misuse these terms- "hot" and "sexy". My eyes see something not really of those qualities but like any other malfunctioned brain, my mind screams "hot" and "sexy" and I hyperventilate.
To further substantiate my claims of defection on my part, I find hotness and sexiness in all the wrong places/people. Places, not much honestly but often, people really. Like for example, I find this one person really really sexy cause he is so mysterious since he doesn't do anything that suggests amiability.
But seriously, friendly is so overrated! Lets all be cold and mean so we can all be sexy.
I'm praying this is yet another phase but knowing me, this may take a while.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
So here's the deal right.
Injury no. 3274892173192837928: Numb left hand; Unable to raise hand without expletives.
And I heard you say, what's new?
Honestly, I have no idea what the hell happened to my hand but I do remember knocking it against something on Sunday. Something because I knock myself against every possible object in my proximity to the extent I cannot even remember if it's the drawer, the door, the table leg or my father.
But it sure hurts like hell and we all know what a brave person I am so I thought and still am telling myself this shit will go away in due time and there's not a need to go to the doctor. Last time I went there with a minor fractured right hand, they used force and violence to get my hand moving again and supposedly, loosen it and the only thing that was loosen was my patience.
So, I'm not going in there again. Hopefully la.
Anyhoo, I have a Physics test tmr, CSE SBQ to submit plus summarised reading materials and the same shit with GP. Oh my god, it's no wonder I wish I was stupid instead of lazy.
And I have too many encounters with animal abuse cases of late that I think it's a divine call for me to step up and save the bears in the wild and the monkeys on the table of restaurants in China waiting for their brains to be sliced open and devoured.
I think I'll volunteer at ACRES or SPCA maybe but I don't think I'm ready to see real animals with real wounds. It's just too much for me la. But I'll keep that thought.
Oh my mother just told me she is taking me for X-ray this Friday. HAHA.
oh shit.
Injury no. 3274892173192837928: Numb left hand; Unable to raise hand without expletives.
And I heard you say, what's new?
Honestly, I have no idea what the hell happened to my hand but I do remember knocking it against something on Sunday. Something because I knock myself against every possible object in my proximity to the extent I cannot even remember if it's the drawer, the door, the table leg or my father.
But it sure hurts like hell and we all know what a brave person I am so I thought and still am telling myself this shit will go away in due time and there's not a need to go to the doctor. Last time I went there with a minor fractured right hand, they used force and violence to get my hand moving again and supposedly, loosen it and the only thing that was loosen was my patience.
So, I'm not going in there again. Hopefully la.
Anyhoo, I have a Physics test tmr, CSE SBQ to submit plus summarised reading materials and the same shit with GP. Oh my god, it's no wonder I wish I was stupid instead of lazy.
And I have too many encounters with animal abuse cases of late that I think it's a divine call for me to step up and save the bears in the wild and the monkeys on the table of restaurants in China waiting for their brains to be sliced open and devoured.
I think I'll volunteer at ACRES or SPCA maybe but I don't think I'm ready to see real animals with real wounds. It's just too much for me la. But I'll keep that thought.
Oh my mother just told me she is taking me for X-ray this Friday. HAHA.
oh shit.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
I am so tired. Drained physically and mentally. Largely in the mind but drained all the same.
It's only the beginning of the year but I feel like I've done this for the longest time and every day is turning into a tormenting bitch. Each morning, I anticipate for the end of the day and each Monday, I know I'd die just to have this academic year over with.
School sucks. And I mean it now more than ever.
I hate the pace of lecture in school esp chem lectures. It's so freaking fast 99% of the time I get lost while trying to catch up and the other 1% of the time, I got too tired trying to catch up, I let myself get lost. A's is at the end of the year not next week dammit.
And there has never been a day that passed without myself revering at my sheer brilliance of even hatching a thought to take up Physics. What the hell was I thinking, trying to change the world, eh?
Ah, I'm just very frustrated at so many things that in the end, I don't know what to be angry with. It's like I have the longest PMS ever.
It's only the beginning of the year but I feel like I've done this for the longest time and every day is turning into a tormenting bitch. Each morning, I anticipate for the end of the day and each Monday, I know I'd die just to have this academic year over with.
School sucks. And I mean it now more than ever.
I hate the pace of lecture in school esp chem lectures. It's so freaking fast 99% of the time I get lost while trying to catch up and the other 1% of the time, I got too tired trying to catch up, I let myself get lost. A's is at the end of the year not next week dammit.
And there has never been a day that passed without myself revering at my sheer brilliance of even hatching a thought to take up Physics. What the hell was I thinking, trying to change the world, eh?
Ah, I'm just very frustrated at so many things that in the end, I don't know what to be angry with. It's like I have the longest PMS ever.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Don't you feel that Saturday has a nice ring to its name? It sounds like joy in the background, teeming with the possible hope for you to catch up with whatever that have left you behind during the weekdays and the temptation to just be a sloth and let whatever that have left you behind forget you completely.
Oh yes, Saturday mornings are the best.
The post-Orientation ordeal continues to bite me where it hurts most. There's a million things to do and understand and even then, I'm sure I have left something out. And there's also the need to bake brownies for Monday. Oh mamma mia.
If I can get thru this weekend, I can get married already. No, that's a little too ambitious. Let's try conquering the world first. One step at a time.
Anyway, I hate the SPCA posters in school. No, please don't get me wrong, I'm all for raising awareness on the surge of abuse cases and strongly for decapitating the dickheads responsible for it but the pictures are a little too gory for my liking.
There was this picture where they left very little to the imagination when they showed a bloody wound on a dead dog and I was like swept with horror and disbelief but nothing could have prepared me for the next one; okay, you know every HDB has this pole thingy where the firemen can turn the 'wheels' and water will flow into the hose they attached to. Some monsters put a dead cat on top of the wheels, hanging without mercy.
And the moment I saw that, I was like I'm taking home all stray cats I see. But really, that picture was the most disturbing and triggered my stubborn tear glands to work.
On a side note, my tear glands are a bit too active these days and I don't even know why.
Why would anybody want to hurt such cute and adorable creatures? It's just preposterous and a strong indication of insanity. Personally, these people should just die. No that would be letting them off too easily. They should be mutilated slowly and fed to the tigers which I'm very certain the tigers would be upset since they would have to eat 2nd grade shit meat.
But seriously la, if you are reading this and you are an animal-abuser, please do us a favour and grab the nearest sharp object and let it touch your warm skin where you can feel the pulse of your depressing life and slowly run the object across. Thank you so much for doing this one favour to the world. No, we won't miss you.
I told someone (can't rmb who) I wanted to be a volunteer at the SPCA but he told me I would not make it thru a day cause there are animals who are in very bad condition and posters worse than those in school at every corner and turn of the place. I would break man.
My hamsters abuse me like mad; Grabbles bit my index finger so hard it bleed like crazy and the only abuse I did was taking out his tissue box, his tunnel, his food andpushed his whole house to one corner. And I thought he would be repentant so I opened his doors and next thing you know, the little devil ran all the way to the door, bit my finger and tried to pull it into his house.
Now, now, exceptions are inevitable. And this is an exception to abuse cases. :)
Oh yes, Saturday mornings are the best.
The post-Orientation ordeal continues to bite me where it hurts most. There's a million things to do and understand and even then, I'm sure I have left something out. And there's also the need to bake brownies for Monday. Oh mamma mia.
If I can get thru this weekend, I can get married already. No, that's a little too ambitious. Let's try conquering the world first. One step at a time.
Anyway, I hate the SPCA posters in school. No, please don't get me wrong, I'm all for raising awareness on the surge of abuse cases and strongly for decapitating the dickheads responsible for it but the pictures are a little too gory for my liking.
There was this picture where they left very little to the imagination when they showed a bloody wound on a dead dog and I was like swept with horror and disbelief but nothing could have prepared me for the next one; okay, you know every HDB has this pole thingy where the firemen can turn the 'wheels' and water will flow into the hose they attached to. Some monsters put a dead cat on top of the wheels, hanging without mercy.
And the moment I saw that, I was like I'm taking home all stray cats I see. But really, that picture was the most disturbing and triggered my stubborn tear glands to work.
On a side note, my tear glands are a bit too active these days and I don't even know why.
Why would anybody want to hurt such cute and adorable creatures? It's just preposterous and a strong indication of insanity. Personally, these people should just die. No that would be letting them off too easily. They should be mutilated slowly and fed to the tigers which I'm very certain the tigers would be upset since they would have to eat 2nd grade shit meat.
But seriously la, if you are reading this and you are an animal-abuser, please do us a favour and grab the nearest sharp object and let it touch your warm skin where you can feel the pulse of your depressing life and slowly run the object across. Thank you so much for doing this one favour to the world. No, we won't miss you.
I told someone (can't rmb who) I wanted to be a volunteer at the SPCA but he told me I would not make it thru a day cause there are animals who are in very bad condition and posters worse than those in school at every corner and turn of the place. I would break man.
My hamsters abuse me like mad; Grabbles bit my index finger so hard it bleed like crazy and the only abuse I did was taking out his tissue box, his tunnel, his food andpushed his whole house to one corner. And I thought he would be repentant so I opened his doors and next thing you know, the little devil ran all the way to the door, bit my finger and tried to pull it into his house.
Now, now, exceptions are inevitable. And this is an exception to abuse cases. :)
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
OMG. Just when I thought I could be happy, something broke my bubble today.
I am so freaking lagging in my studies like I don't know how I'm gonna salvage the situation. I've always been good at catching up with nonsense like this but I think this is the most challenging catching up I have faced to date.
Physics they almost finishing electric field yet I'm still struggling with potentiometer.
Chemistry they are are at carboxylic acid and I'm just at qn 2 of my halogen derivative.
Maths is already at a new topic which I forgot its title cause I'm too worried that I may not finish my definite integral in time.
Lets not get started on CSE cause my results getting disgusting.
I.Am.So.Busted.
And there's 2 tests next week.
And Phy SPA tmr.
Oh.Somebody.Shoot.Me.Dead.
I am so freaking lagging in my studies like I don't know how I'm gonna salvage the situation. I've always been good at catching up with nonsense like this but I think this is the most challenging catching up I have faced to date.
Physics they almost finishing electric field yet I'm still struggling with potentiometer.
Chemistry they are are at carboxylic acid and I'm just at qn 2 of my halogen derivative.
Maths is already at a new topic which I forgot its title cause I'm too worried that I may not finish my definite integral in time.
Lets not get started on CSE cause my results getting disgusting.
I.Am.So.Busted.
And there's 2 tests next week.
And Phy SPA tmr.
Oh.Somebody.Shoot.Me.Dead.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Orientation 2009 is frigggin over biaaatch!!!
God knows how much I've been wanting this Orientation thing to be over. I've wanted it to be over before it even started so needless to say, I am so relieved, ecstatic, satisfied and glad that it's all over and done and we put on a good show, more importantly.
As a 2nd I/C for Orientation, I stand by my words that the whole preparation and build up towards the event was as tiring as hell and was largely not pleasant at all especially when plans were changed ever so often! We were kept busy for 6 months and for this 6 months we ate, slept and breathed Fortitude. But, in retrospect (because even the nastiest shit looks good in retrospect), I have gained so much knowledge during this preparation. You look beyond fun. You think feasibility, safety and the welfare of those involved. And sometimes, things don't go as the way you planned but you must know the show has to go on. O Comm, the whole journey with you guys this whole time has been the most tiresome but the most memorable for me. We pulled this whole thing off guys. Thanks Edwin, Mel, Yi Hui, Bixuan, Suan Kai, Chee Kian.
As a 1st I/C for ROCK O.N, I took it upon myself to end Orientation on a freaking high note. Though personally, it was tough for me to get the act together especially when my segment is the last one for this whole crazy event and everyone around me had reached their limit, I really thought that night wasn't bad at all, in fact from how I saw it, the freshmen danced, cheered and sang the college anthem the loudest I ever heard so Orientation ended extremely well for me. Ke Hui, seriously without you this whole thing wasn't possible at all and I would have just died long ago so now I owe you a mega huge bubble tea! Kamal, thanks for getting the judges! Samuel thanks for helping out Atiqah with the music! And Mai, you've done a lot for this finale so don't you cry okay, we wouldn't have the invites if it were not for you!
Atiqah, thanks you super computer woman for handling the AV really really well and the narration times were darn funny!
Personally for me, yesterday was the 1st time since I stepped into MJC that I sang the college anthem the loudest and it was with pride like a Meridian. That was also when I felt the most attached to the 6th Student Council.
No 6, all that happened during this time had allowed us to know ourselves and one another better. Remember that we are one force and we are 30 strong. 30 and nothing less.
God knows how much I've been wanting this Orientation thing to be over. I've wanted it to be over before it even started so needless to say, I am so relieved, ecstatic, satisfied and glad that it's all over and done and we put on a good show, more importantly.
As a 2nd I/C for Orientation, I stand by my words that the whole preparation and build up towards the event was as tiring as hell and was largely not pleasant at all especially when plans were changed ever so often! We were kept busy for 6 months and for this 6 months we ate, slept and breathed Fortitude. But, in retrospect (because even the nastiest shit looks good in retrospect), I have gained so much knowledge during this preparation. You look beyond fun. You think feasibility, safety and the welfare of those involved. And sometimes, things don't go as the way you planned but you must know the show has to go on. O Comm, the whole journey with you guys this whole time has been the most tiresome but the most memorable for me. We pulled this whole thing off guys. Thanks Edwin, Mel, Yi Hui, Bixuan, Suan Kai, Chee Kian.
As a 1st I/C for ROCK O.N, I took it upon myself to end Orientation on a freaking high note. Though personally, it was tough for me to get the act together especially when my segment is the last one for this whole crazy event and everyone around me had reached their limit, I really thought that night wasn't bad at all, in fact from how I saw it, the freshmen danced, cheered and sang the college anthem the loudest I ever heard so Orientation ended extremely well for me. Ke Hui, seriously without you this whole thing wasn't possible at all and I would have just died long ago so now I owe you a mega huge bubble tea! Kamal, thanks for getting the judges! Samuel thanks for helping out Atiqah with the music! And Mai, you've done a lot for this finale so don't you cry okay, we wouldn't have the invites if it were not for you!
Atiqah, thanks you super computer woman for handling the AV really really well and the narration times were darn funny!
Personally for me, yesterday was the 1st time since I stepped into MJC that I sang the college anthem the loudest and it was with pride like a Meridian. That was also when I felt the most attached to the 6th Student Council.
No 6, all that happened during this time had allowed us to know ourselves and one another better. Remember that we are one force and we are 30 strong. 30 and nothing less.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
4 days down, 2 more to go!
Every day for this week, this has been my daily schedule.
0500 Wake up, tell myself i hate waking up
0515 Alarm rings, call Kehui
515-545 Bathe/Get dressed
545-555 Talk to my parents/say bye to my hamsters
555-602 walk to bus stop
604 Bus comes
604-622 Bus Journey
0622-2006 In school
2015 My father fetch me home
2030 reach home/ wash up/play with hamsters
2045-2100 dinner
2100-2200 council stuff
2230 sleep
Don't you wish you were me!
Every day for this week, this has been my daily schedule.
0500 Wake up, tell myself i hate waking up
0515 Alarm rings, call Kehui
515-545 Bathe/Get dressed
545-555 Talk to my parents/say bye to my hamsters
555-602 walk to bus stop
604 Bus comes
604-622 Bus Journey
0622-2006 In school
2015 My father fetch me home
2030 reach home/ wash up/play with hamsters
2045-2100 dinner
2100-2200 council stuff
2230 sleep
Don't you wish you were me!
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Orientation is killing me. It's not even the real thing yet I want this to be over quickly.
And I cannot stand this one person, it's almost to the point I'm avoiding this person cause it'll just make my day from perpetually bad to worst.
I'll save this for another post la.
2 days down... 4 more days to go! -.-
And I cannot stand this one person, it's almost to the point I'm avoiding this person cause it'll just make my day from perpetually bad to worst.
I'll save this for another post la.
2 days down... 4 more days to go! -.-
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Orientaion preparation is killing me.
I'm lagging in my studies, my life and my sleep.
And you know, these few days, I've been having dreams of Orientation and last night, I dreamt on the actual finale day, I forgot to print my prog and i forgot to inform my comm on what to bring and do just because I fell asleep!
Ohmygod. I'm terrified!
And on Maths lecture last Friday, I fell asleep while copying some integration bullshit and when I woke up I realised I wrote, "interaction" and "manpower" on my paper.
OH my god. Please let orientation be over and done with and let it be fine.
I'm lagging in my studies, my life and my sleep.
And you know, these few days, I've been having dreams of Orientation and last night, I dreamt on the actual finale day, I forgot to print my prog and i forgot to inform my comm on what to bring and do just because I fell asleep!
Ohmygod. I'm terrified!
And on Maths lecture last Friday, I fell asleep while copying some integration bullshit and when I woke up I realised I wrote, "interaction" and "manpower" on my paper.
OH my god. Please let orientation be over and done with and let it be fine.
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