warm and fuzzy little note.

I'm a superhero.

Look at the amount of jobs I hold as a lady.

AWESOME isn't it?

:)

Something to cheer you?

I have reached the stage,

I'm giving up on almost every single one of my groupmate!

Quality work. 

The piece of shit and nonsense that you gave totally speaks so much of your bochap character.

Alone in the wee hours, struggling to do a group work that should be done in 5.

WHO IS GENUINELY THERE TO SEE ME THROUGH?

fucking tell me!!!

Everyone's sleeping soundly, like they haven slept for ages.

I wish I am the one tucked in bed, with saliva drooling all over my pillow.

You know such luxury of sleeping in, does not come easily.

Insomnia is my new best friend.

 I have to deal with this EVERY FUCKING NIGHT.

you don't feel me.

I have bigger issues and problems to handle,

than to whine and complain over those mundane stuff.

'Oh it's difficult for me to do things for you because you're too perfectionist'

'I feel stressed doing favor for you because you're very demanding'

'When people fucking do things for you, they have the right to feel how they should feel. They are not obliged to do it, and when they do, be appreciative.'

Regarding the latter comment, I was left speechless for hours that I refused to admit.

Yes, no one in this world is obliged to do things for me.

NOT EVEN THE  MAN WHO CLAIMS HE LOVES ME HELL LOADs.

And when he does, I have to ensure that the task excites him, or

that he's not overload too much at a time.

GUYS CANNOT MULTI-TASK.

I should fucking wake up my idea and stop asking a man to behave like a woman!

I must constantly remind myself of all these when asking for a SIMPLE favor.

If this is the case,

what's the fucking point of asking for help?

WHEN YOU SOLVE A PROBLEM AND BIGGER ONES ARISE.

*silent*

...

For weeks, I've been wanting to pack my wardrobe.

but I never had the time to.

The mess in my wardrobe,

you won't want to imagine.

Can I have a man that puts me in front of himself?

I know such man still exists. 

It's a treasure good girls shouldn't miss.

...

I am heavily tasked. 

Nevertheless, I'm expected to be the giving party...

to tune in to my manfriend, 

to ask for a favor sweetly,

to be appreciative of what's done for me.

whatever.......

I have nothing more to ask.

If this relationship is bound to fail, let it be.

If I could spend half an hour penning down my thoughts and heartfelt words,

you know how important this relationship is.

Up till this point.

I've to stop procrastinating being an independent girl.

I always thought it's easy asking a favor from the one you love...

After many failed attempts,

could I beg to differ that it's not an easy task.

Has being a perfectionist become a negative trait?

I don't know how to feel towards this entire issue.

Have I always been too demanding and unappreciative in your eyes?

I've tried, to put the past behind.

To be myself, to love with all my heart.

When the facts and reality came,

it was a double blow.

I am truly disappointed with myself.

I am truly angsty with where I have landed myself.

Maybe, is time I learn self-dependent.

3 more official school weeks to exam!

Trotted across this on facebook.

Meaningful, isn't it?

Last week's Maths Tutorial exercise is totally a waste of time.

Just completed all the questions, except 1 which I can't figure out.

Submission tomorrow.

Working on a tight schedule.

And it certainly feels good accomplishing everything within the deadline set :)

TGIF.

Have a good weekend ahead peeps!

:/

stronger, happier than before.

After all the major disputes and misunderstandings,

we finally settled everything well and peacefully.

This was what happened.

...

Friday after school,

bb popped by to pick me up!

(:

And then, during our bus journey

he pulled out a few pieces of paper from his bag and passed them to me.

To my HORROR,

it was 2 tickets to the USS!

This isn't a SURPRISE to me.

It is a HEART-ATTACK!

I barely had enough rest for the week and there,

I needed to go for all the thrill rides that had the potential of concussing me.

amusing, isn't it?

***

Long grandmother story.

we succeeded in selling our tickets away.

***

I understand where he's coming from.

Everyone's commenting that it's a sweet act.

I have to admit it is.

There's nothing to fuss about now.

it's always the intention that matters more.

:)

chomp chomp last night was beyond awesome.

after all the crazy orderings and indulgence,

we sang our way home.

a lovely-dovey couple you say.

***

Came home with lots of work undone.

Managed to finish up my essay within an hour.

I guess

the week has drawn us closer.

the fights that broke us down,

they made us stronger and lovelier.

relationship is like a roller coaster ride.

it's whether we choose to scream - to run, to avoid

or to enjoy - to talk things out, to give and take.

lesson learnt.

I'm out of love.

They say in love, there's no pride.

A man who calls back when you hang his phone.

A man who puts you in front of himself.

He doesn't exist anymore.

To let go, or not?

...

Yes it hurts.

To know all the fucking truths.

Spent my entire life waiting,

hoping you'll change for the better.

All that you've said are lies.

I swear, never to be back to that vicious cycle.

Goodbye.

Do we always need a reason to text/call someone?

Love is to feel in sync with the person.

I'm sorry I lost that sync-ing feeling.

to wallow in bed.

Haven felt so terrible at home for such a long time.

There's so many things that's overwhelming me all at once.

I don't know where to begin.

I don't know who to confide.

I feel my tears forming up in my heart ...

I feel them making their way out of my throat.

Is crying the only way to feel better?

Can anyone out there make me feel like I could always count on them?

know:

being understanding is not a trait anymore...

don't even try to be one.

people take it for granted.

it's always you having to change/adapt to other's lifestyle

Taking a step back,

I'm glad I'd arrived at the stage where I'm standing alone.

It doesn't matter if I could afford you anymore.

Now let's all work towards the notion of 'me-myself-mine'.

Night buds.

TIRED.

Do I have someone whom I can really confide in in times like this?



Week 8 Day 2.

Tasked with minor assignments for the upcoming week.

1. ASE 401 Reflection Test due Thursday
2. AAE 442 E-learning due Friday
3. AAE 347 Critique Essay due Monday
4. ASI 401 Music Presentation + Lesson Plan due Tuesday

Then a 3-week breather before deadlines + exam approach.

(:

Interesting? MEN!

Time for bed.

SMART + NICE + HANDSOME

only exists in fairytale.

Goodbye Recess Week. *sniffs*

Finished 2 major assignments for this semester.

*huge pat* on my shoulder.'

I can't seem to get started for the next, due in a week's time.

20% of critique essay.

I suck at CRITIQUING research!

and then,

there is a music presentation next Tuesday, 20% as well.

have not started planning HOW to teach the lesson.

I feel overload sometimes.

especially when piano comes into my mind.

and then,

there's TUITION

which is awfully sickening.

PROMISED to start doing at 12.

I'm 30 mins late.

OFF I GO!

Recess Week Day 6 - Done with assignments!

Getting used to this mundanity.
Life is such.
Ought to be the best weekend, with all my works done.
But then, it sucks.
Life's unpredictable.
pfft.