Flying Planes

Its finally Friday. A sigh of relief as I left the classroom today. Didn't do much progress for my major project and was worried what Jacob might think. But it seems like he doesn't care that much. Maybe cos he is a pat time lecturer, it doesn't concern him of our progression till maybe the last minute.
Sometimes, I feel like asking him to scold me. Ok I know I said I was a sadist, but not I was not desperate for a scolding. Cos I find no motivation and his making it worse without trying to motivate us... Then again, I think motivation is something you need to have in you. BUT I have hardly any... I'm going into depression and its only the 7th day after the New Year.

After class and lunch, went to Changi Airport to try to get some work done. When I reached there, I tried looking for the viewing deck. But with everything under construction, I headed towards Coffee Beans & Tea Leaf (TM).

But of all things, my laptop got power only for 1 1/2 hrs. And to think that the sales girl selling the laptop told me it lasted for 5hrs. What bullshit! With that I had to use the remaining power wisely. But with my unmotivated spirit, work progression was snail paced. Sad sad me...

And to think the airport was quiet at that time, but NOOOOO! It was not very crowded but the people in Coffee Beans & Tea Leaf (TM) was quite a sum, and enough to drive me mad. 2 full tables at the side all talking away in loud voices...
One word... IRRITATING.

And can you imagine having people from both sides staring over your shoulder to see what you're doing? True, as a design student, we use the weirdest types of software that normal people uses, but that does not give reason to keep staring.

After staying at the airport for 1 1/2 hrs, went back home bloody tired and dragging myself up to the lift.

Went to see our family's chinese doctor that just came back from China (he's studying his doctorine in chinese physician). Said that I lack sleep and my heart condition is getting worse. Seems like now even breathing is a problem. So he's advicing more sleep. But how could anyone get any sleep now? Too much things to worry but so little time to worry for all.

Well life goes on... Life is just another sad broken record... DON'T CRY FOR ME ARGENTINA...

I'm so tired

Ok so people who read my blog, go buy 4-D. I actually made another entry on the second day from the last.

Nothing much to report, since I'm stuck at home trying to complete work. Actually wanted to go down to Rochor to find my bloody seamstress/ tailor but was too lazy to go. Moreover I skipped yet another session of archery training.

I feel so guilty, but I have so much to do... it seems endless. What's more, I don't have the motivation to do anything with regards to my project. I just feel like getting this project off my hand. I feel so burdened... or is it just a sense of self pity, I dunno. I dunno what to think about it anymore... Now I sound like a suicide prone person.

Speaking of suicide, reminds me of my class in Secondary one. Everyone was having this fad of slashing their wrist just cos this dumb ass girl got dumped by her boyfriend. Then again, I dun seem to be able to sympatise her since it was her fault for flirting that much with others.
Hey we were all 13 years old... and yet she acts like she's one of those laying their lifes out in Geylang. But That's Just Me...

Enough of those. Life still goes on. "To Live is To Suffer"

BaCk and KicKinG (I Hope)

Oh how long has it been since I updated this blog, its growing cobwebs... Oh my oh my.....

First should I say what I have been up to these days?... nothing much except that school has started... DOOMS DAY, its worse than seeing your grandma not in her undies (ok I didn't see mine like that) or worse than having been kicked by a horse (ok I wasn't kicked)... The start of the FINAL YEAR PROJECT (for some who do not know, it means my graduating project that determines whether I graduate from my diploma or not).

Now I'm in the stage of depression listening to Greenday's Boulevard of Broken Dreams (even more depressing). They say that music can sooth the savage beast, but the beast within me, is old and sleeping, so music is turning on its negative effects of causing the beast within to brood.

I need a darn tailor/seamstress and this is the shit I get for trying hard to excel in the bloody project... ok I sound too depressing but its the only feeling that I have right now. My legs are retired and my body is feeling too retarded to act normally except to typing.

The only good thing of this project, is that I finally got the laptop of my dreams. I mean its a laptop, and with all the software to get me through my agonising days of the last 2 to 3 months in this bloody school. Oh, and I took the advice of a friend and now have changed my glasses to something out of the norm, purple plastic frames... not exciting but a good start for a change.

Not only that but I can proudly say that, I HAVE OFFICALLY MOVED IN to my new apartment. Unpacked the last boxes the week before last and well, my room looks presentable. I feel so proud of myself that I need someone to pat me on the shoulder to tell me that I did good.

What else... Christmas and the New Year? Nothing new to me as of always, was working on the 2 auspisious days... work never seems to lay in slumber, and is always moving just like a worker bee pollenating the flowers in a garden. Never thought that these 2 days could be sooooo boring. After 19 years of counting down to the new year, it seems to get on my nerves...
Moreover, how could we celebrate properly with the Tsunami disaster. It pains me to think of the death of the innocent children, not the adults somehow. Cause I think for every disaster, we have a part in it happening.

Well enough of all the bullshit and get on with life, that's what I feel like tellimg myself... but I can't seem to... the worldly feelings we have, are so hard to part.

Ok so this is a temporary blog update, stay tune till my next blog (if it happens within 2 days, go buy 4-D)....STAY TUNE...