Sometimes there's no point holding back. And sometimes you have to.

"Card Blimped"? What does that mean?

Damn school trying to be so high tech... we students are paying the price for your techie perks...

And why am I the only one who can't connect to the school network???

Just blowing steam.

I'm starting to scare people.

I need a life.

How do you mend something when a piece is stolen?

Haven't blogged in a looooooooooong time. Must take this time to say:

I love my LTB mates!!

However, we're all very sian-diao liao.

I am now officially slotted in the inane mugger catagory... I do quantitative finance, I re-wrote my b***** consolidated learning journal, I do all my assignments before the deadline... hmmmmmmmm...

But I don't study till the eleventh hour.

Peer evaluation is so hard!! I'm sure we all deserve an A. But I'm gonna get marked down for saying that...

By the way, if any of you 4.3-ers are looking at this... I'M NOT DRINKING ALCOHOL. Okay.

I'm looking forward to the end of LTB... every new beginning starts from some other beginning's end (who finds that familier?)... hoping for something to start, but we'll see... in any case, something still lingers...

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There's blood on my hands. I am Lady Macbeth. It won't wash off.

I am worse than Lady Macbeth. I didn't put the knife back in. I just let it happen.

Time moves on, but time is stagnant.

Time ends now. Time begins now.
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I'm muttering gibberish. That's what you get from a mugger.

PS: I also love my comms group, but we really don't have much time together.

Chances don't follow scheldules. Deal, take, extend.

I am now a full-fledged SMU student:

Step 1: Get matriculated.
Step 2: Mug like bottomless pit.
Step 3: Live two full days without sleep.


Melange was okay (I played a malay mum in some love story, but I really wish I was in that murder mystery instead).

So was LTB exhibition... *phew*

I'm so proud of me!! I just saw the video of my individual communications presentation, and I did so much better than I had gauged when I was actually makin ght presentation.


Was impromptu emcee for exhibit...

Does the mind work faster in desparate times, or does it fail in desparate times?

He got a fever, and of all the stupid things to do, I resisted the urge to ask him how he was doing.

Instead, I send him an email after he recovers.

How retarded is that...

This is proving A LOT harder than it's supposed to be.

Busy school schedule nearly killed me, but at least it kept my mind occupied. Now I'm free to think too much again.

If a flower can bloom using the death of a child, so can it rot when the child awakes.

Well, 2am though it is, I can finally write something on my blog after a looooooooooongg time... Really long for me. So much to do, so little time. And it still ain't over.


Trying to finish up Jigoku Shoujo though. Love her. Enma Ai. I pity both her and Sentaro.


Six years. Six happy and fearful years, leading to an eternity of suffering and vengence.


It's disgusting, the lengths to which Man will go to preserve oneself, without thought for others.


I'm getting exhausted. That's why I wanna finish up Enma Ai. I want to think about that for a while, rather than school.


I love school though. Can't imagine studying elsewhere.