Turning Tables

Okay, first of all, I don't know what am I doing here. I've got like tonnes of homework, assignments and projects to complete. And next week will be 'hell', like what everyone's been saying. I seriously need a break before unwanted things happen. Haha. My roomie has been away for two weeks so having the room all by myself, just, self-destruction :). So many people has been asking the same thing. Yea, I'm busy but just for this sem. The seniors said it's like that, first sem, they'll grill you alive. Second sem, you'll be scratching your butt for things to do. 

So somebody has flown to Aussie, hope she have a great time there. Last weekend, another insane week. Dad's been so random nowadays, so funny. Yesterday we were watching the match between Lee and Lin in dear god-aunt's place and he's like a thousand times funnier than the commentator. And I was supposed to go back and pack my stuffs after the first game, he stood up ready to go then sat down back and all our eyes were glued to the tele till the end. Haha somebody grew more cocky than he ever was, good for him. 

Today's Physics practical was funny in a way. We did an experiment with steel bob, carbon paper, measuring tape and things we never seen in our lives and we don't even understand a thing. Really, my partner and I were actually doing it like it was what we do for a living kind of thing. At the end of class, James saw my book and he was like, Your measurements so nice values, I wanna take a photo of it. HAHAHA. Moral Education is awesome =). Kay I better get back to the English movie journal. Tomorrow will be a good day, lots of food and gosh, I'm wearing a baju kurung to uni =X.

Hope I can blog more often with proper posts. Till then, adios.  

Zimbabwian's Smile

Last Saturday was insane. I walked the mall for 7 hours HAHA. My shopping hours debt for July, cleared =). And Sunday, I began to dislike awesome food now, really. Feel so horribly bad. Ate so much yesterday night and this morning, I woke up with a super bad stomachache, plus the Monday blues. Everyone seriously didn't look okay today, well, pretty much on every Mondays. It wasn't the usual tired, lazy thing. It was like everything you hear doesn't make sense, everything you see is like the melted image you see through running water, everything you say sounds like a dying soldier's prayer. Anyways, we had a sweaty Physics session today and there's a film shooting going on in the uni. Singaporeans.

Now, the 'philosophical' side of me. Y'know how sometimes people can just blurt out bad news like it doesn't cost them a thing and people look at them like they're the most heartless person ever. Well, the truth is, it takes them everything to do that. Emotions, feelings, pride, courage, hope, trust. And those who put them in words, though short and indirect, they've actually put their entire heart out for the world to see and judge. So who are we to say anything bad about them, or assume things that they say hasn't got a thing to do with you. Imagine if they are still holding on to you, hoping that one day you'll look back and smile back at them at least, and you shove them into the valley with the sight of your bare back. Nothing happened, just saying :)

"Pass up your report on Monday in the pigeon hole," he said. LMAO.

Good day, amigos.

Rhythmic Love

  

  

She was hilarious and in the joke-y mood today. She went, "Okay class..what's your answer? If you answer A, you gotta bang your head against the wall" (with her extremely thick British accent, baring her sheet-white-teeth with a hard nod, justifying her statement). And half a second later, you could hear the familiar overly-done African laughter echoing in the entire lecture theatre. Guess what, her Coke fell on the lady next to her. HAHA.