Okay, I was going to test out this audio blog thing, but never mind.


I scored full marks for stats mid-term!! Yay!! *I like to move it move it; you like to move it move it~~*


Anyone need stats tuition? I charge $5000 an hour.


In first quartile for BGS class participation!!


I've got two assignments due Wednesday. Nooooooo....


I want to watch Deathnote. I want.


Need to dance. Need to groove.


I smacked a mosquito down on the mrt today. It shouldn't have been a big deal, we smack down mosquitos all the time; but the whole process after that just scares me.


It was still alive. Full of somebody's blood. Barely alive. Still struggling. I picked it up, observed it, prodded it... just couldn't bring myself to squish it. And mind, it wasn't because I felt sorry for it.


There was this thrill, this rush, in watching it die, instead of letting it die.


I kept telling myself, just squish it, the poor fellow's in pain. But I just kept watching it. And I was delighting in it.


Am I really that morbid? Sometimes it's just a game, but sometimes... it's like a latent obsession. I don't look for it, but I don't hide from it, and I certainly don't do anything that will cut short that period of time.


Another thing: I find I like to watch. To listen. I like to be the dormant one. I like to just sit, observe, listen, and say and do nothing. Stop watching. Do something. So many stupid, stupid things have happened just because I waited. Waited, without any intention to act.


I need to get a life.