The Few Days Before Submissions.

What i've been doing the past week.

Work,

Eat,

Work,

Eat,

Work,

Eat,

tv,

Eat,

sleep.


Soon to be schedule :

Work,

Eat,

Work,

Eat,

Work,

Eat,

Eat,

Work,

Eat,

Work,

Sleep,

Dream of Working.

I noticed that in this course, all u do is wonder WHEN i can get this tech work done. Or that history discussion over. or when to draw out that plan. will i have time to do this. when can i go to the lab. is the weekend enough. before i sleep, it's a routine i have to figure out and plan the first thing to do in the morning. u know, like when u're closing ur eyes? the few seconds before u sleeep? i thought i was the only one who does that. but nooo. me and my friends were just talking bout our day before that class and they said just that. maybe it happens to everyone. but wow, i just found out others do the thing i do, everyday.

anyways, busy busy busy. Work Work Work. Would probably be a lil Free-er after the 1st of June. :)


oh, Happy Birthday to Melvin!! the greatest bf i knowww!! muaksss bie!

I LIKE THIS SONG.

This song ROCKS.

Keep Your Hands Off My Girl - Good Charlotte.


Let the record play,
Let the record play,
Let the record play.


The way that you dance,
The way that you move,
The way that you stare at me across the room,


You carry Dior bags,
And you got your Chanel,
You wear Louis Vuitton, HG, and YSL,
Now I got what you need,
I got DCMA
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck and my chain,
I got a model 26,
But she stays in her place,
I got a curve shirt neatly,
Tucked inside in my waist.


[Chorus:]
And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipster keeps mugging on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
They say "Aha, ahha",
But the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl.


Now she sweating my friends,
And my hurricane shoes,
She likes the records I spin,
But out Adam Barton tattoos,
But she can't say "what's up",
So what does she do,
She just stays posted up,
The other side of the room,
I got AMC tattooed on my hand,
I got black wall street on a black bandana.


[Chorus:]
And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipster keeps mugging on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
They say "Aha, ahha",
But the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl.


She, she, she don't wanna talk about it,
He, he, he wants to fight about,
Me, me, I don't wanna fight about it,
I just wanna be about it,
I'm just trying to stay about it,
Step out the wagon,
You know the boy starts to hate,
The girl that came with him,
They like that's not the boy she dates,
They get the fighting and swearing,
And now the boyfriend is staring,
The disco ball on the ceiling,
Looks like the chain that I'm wearing,
But the music keeps playing,


I got brass knuckles hanging,
from my neck and my chain,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
from my neck and my chain.


And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipster keeps mugging on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipster keeps mugging on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl.


You carry Dior bags,
And you got your Chanel,
You wear Louis Vuitton, HG, and YSL,
Now I got what you need,
I got DCMA,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck and my chain,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck and my chain.

Written on the 9th of May.

Hmmm, such a lovely morning.. (afternoon really..) i was sleeping on my bed, loris came in and jumped on the bed.. we laughed.. we talked.. a bit.. i was still blur and sleepy.. hehe.. but it felt like a sunday morning. it's great! :)


relaxed in your comfortable, soft, smooth Egyptian cotton sheets... feeling cool with the fresh air flowing in through my window.. wrapped up in my Hubbie's Adidas sweatshirt that warmed me up as though it was him. Not too cold, not too hot. Just nice. The sunny rays shines through my window and was a signal, telling me to get off my bed.. :)



woke up with a great mind and conscience. positive, fresh mind.



decided to eat a grand breakfast!! yummm...

may not be grand to some of y'all but this is great achievement for me to be cooking breakfast ok!!!? :)


scrambled eggs.. fried ham.. baked mushrooms with butter and honey.. toasts, and grilled hot dog.. yummmmm! check it out.


watched Everybody Loves Raymond. It's so funny! i really loved it. i love Everybody Loves Raymond!!! especially after what i talked about in the previous post, i really appreciated and enjoyed this episode. it's like after watching it, u feel that underneath this family with hate and anger and controversions towards one another, being cynical and everything.. is one big loving family who'll be there for each other in times of crisis, need, and help. it's really beautiful.

to me..

i love my family. i really really do.

oh, went shopping after that. it's crazy! i'm so behind work. gotta get my butt working now!! 3 more weeks left! aikS!

i don't know why i put this picture up. that sandwich sucked big time. :(

now 2 weeks left. oh noo!!

ps i miss badminton..

pps i miss my mommy..

ppps er ge, i want my atm card backkkk!!!! ;)

What happened today made me realise..

view of the tramstop

I was coming back to my house from the city today (watched spiderman 3, not bad. really funny!) and as usual, i waited at the tramstop. while waiting for my tram, i sat down next to an old lady as i was carrying groceries (heavy) and a bag with my books (research) and also some cardboards all rolled up. i took out my phone and i messaged my biee... :)



halfway there, the old lady beside me, white hair, old, plump and seems to be in her 60s, i think, started talking to me.. seemed like those harmless, friendly, warm types. it caught me by surprise..



Lady : (says something, wasn't really sure what she said) that's incredible.. click click .. fast..



Me : huh? sorry?



Lady : you typed ur phone there real quick, it goes click click click click.. ( imitating fingers moving) it's fascinating.. i can never do that..! too old to start learning! ..



Me : laughed along..


Lady : you could send messages like that to your parents? and they could read it? How much is it?



Me : Yeah u can. but i wasn't sending messages to my parents... One's like 20 cents..



Lady : that's cheap.

view from the tramstop (where i'm sitting down)

Me : yeah..



Lady : you working here?



Me : oh no, i'm studying here.



Lady : studying what?



Me : architecture.



Lady : (shows Awe expression, nods head)



Me : I've been here two years. ( tried to make a conversation.. regretted the next thing i asked.)



You have any children?
(i figured that's what you ask an old lady. Surely they'd love to talk bout their children, right?)



Lady : oh, no.. i don't have any. i was married but i have no children. and Marcus's gone now.. (i'd assume marcus's her husband.)



You : oh.. oh i see.. hmmm..



awkward silence..

really awkward silence..



(and i couldn't think of anything else to say!! i felt so baddd!!)



Lady : oh, when's that tram coming..?? (looking at the tram timetable screen on the left side..talking softly, but loud enough for me to catch it..) probably trying to break the silence..



I kept thinking to myself, "maybe i should say i'm an orphan! then she won't feel so bad.. but would she think i made that up cause i feel sorry for her.. i don't knoW!! stupid mouth! why did u ask her that?!??! "

view of where i get off the tram.

fact is, she's all alone.





this experience made me realise something.. i think i'll have to say that my biggest fear is ending up living alone when i'm her age. when i'm at my weakest. the time when i should enjoy myself after all those long years of hardwork.

To have a lover lost long before my time, to not have any children and grandchildren, no one who cares for you, having no one to talk to but a stranger beside me waiting for the tram, train, bus, whatever.. to have nothing in life to look forward to but ur "deadline".. living life only because u can't die... yet.

(i'm not saying she is like that. she might not be, for all i know.)



but the feeling i get when she said that..



i don't want to be alone. i don't want to end up alone.


that indeed is my biggest fear in life.









TOUCH WOOOOD AND CROSS FINGERSS!!!!!!