Thursday, January 25

plans plans plans

Am supposed to be at the Funfest to help clean up, but guess they’re still fooling around. Shall go down in a while. Maybe you are right. I AM anti-social. Not making the effort to mingle around with them. I ain’t that ‘friendly’ I suppose. Gee, what’s wrong with me.

Had quite a few long talks this week. Talks with important people in my life. I am most certainly touched by you guys, and also at the same time I hope I have moved you in some ways. Life’s never smooth-sailing, but always remember to keep faith; for things one day will go your way. And you very well know it.

Tutorials are really turning into a chore this semester. Mathematics is really killing me, and we’re only into the first chapter. Physics is getting tougher by the moment, with so many concepts to grasp within this short period of time. Life science is a totally non student-friendly module if you’ve got not bio background, and I don’t. Things are already starting to pile up and I’m bracing for it.

Things haven’t really been turning out as planned since the beginning of the week. Getting cancelled and making major boo-boos. Nonetheless, I’m glad we still made it despite the failure of our little blue-tooth. It was great… really. Hor fun was good and so was white grapes and ‘teh peng’ (MS word refuses to let me type t-e-h.. keeps changing it to t-h-e).

Wonder what lies for me during the weekends. I hope my plans don’t get screwed up again. And yes, to the one who’s been counting down everyday, the weekends are almost here. Hang in there! =)

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6ists, please read your mail. Thanks.

Oh PE, I read your blog. This time, you get to see ALL of us if everyone makes it. And you can bug Alvin to make one more fondue next time. Miss you too! *saluting the creative director!*

Ling, thanks for the photos. Appreciate it.

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Jo, do you play mahjong? Neo, Mark and I are looking for khakees. Or HS? =) msg me!

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So where am I now? Where do I stand? Where do I go?

Is this a start of quarter-life crisis? Is it time to start worrying? Worry about things that I have never thought of before?

Why are these questions popping out now? What’s this I am feeling?

Maybe I talk too much. I should shut up.

Maybe I’m too nice.

Maybe I just can’t be bothered.

Maybe there’re no maybes.

Can I be at the receiving end of things too?

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XOXO. This means hugs and kisses. Something I’ll never forget.

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