Tuesday, July 3, 2007

still alive.

(yeap.. still alive.

work is e most boring and lifeless thing on earth. in case ur think its fun, ITS NOT AT ALL!!!! Being a snail is even more fun then wat i m doing every single freaking day. at least a snail can slp, admire scenery and play in the rain. i think all taxi drivers in spore shld thank me for the extra money tt are gg into their bank in a few months time. yet, i gave them a bomb for bringing me to work. used to cost 9bucks to reach office, some itchy backsides would (purposely???) go by bt timah and i had to pay 50cents more for ERP. And the toot driver went orchard way today and i paid 10bucks!! one whole dollar more....

fine, i know i shldnt be so narrow-minded and whine bout tt extra dollar i m paying. but... just let me whine ok.

anyway, my weight is slowly and steadily increasing, trying hard to curb my glutton-ness. hai. i need to lose weight u know..

life's so quiet now, soon everyone dear would be starting their new life..... in uni. so yea.. envious i m... i so wanna hit the books and do projs and just enjoy being a student. yet.... i have to endure taxation while everyone are going fun lects and tutorials. damn 3 yrs.

i m so thinking of times when tb27 went for lects tgt, and climb the slopes ard NP to attend classes, complaining bout tutors, crapping all the way. taking pic in lib and eating at different canteens, complaining how we have to eat at canteen one as chi refused to go anywhere else to eat! those were the times, young and innocent, and our biggest worries were just mere project deadlines.

sigh...

all i can say is, i feel so old and hargard. when i look into e mirror, i dun think tt e person staring back is just a mere 19 going 20 girl. i dun look 20, i dun feel 20, i think i m at least 25. this feeling is scary, really scary. I dont know wat's awaiting me in e future, all i can do is hang on to the lil string of unconcrete plans and hopefully praying to buddha tt it will guide me thru. i dun feel any drive in me, hopefully i wun lose this precious bit of myself.

depressing?..... til e next itme...........
bye if anyone does reads.

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