Moved.

2403 Organisational Behaviour
2803 Microeconomics
3103 Computing and Information Processing
0104 Business Statistics

Econs was bad. Conveniently missed out key factors like economies of scale, price ceiling/floor, number of buyers and sellers etc. Not forgetting diagrams that were all incomplete and badly drawn. Am crossing my fingers that I wont fail; I need at least a C grade to take IEF next year.

Wondering if I should go back to work at Esplanade/Oriental this hols. No doubts about liking the place and working environment, but I guess after the renovations, the culture there is somewhat different from what its like before. Heard that the management is quite strict now, unlike what it used to be like when me and Yufen were working there last March to June. Plus the new uniform is kinda hideous if you ask me. Oh well, I dont know. Might consider it if I cant find other better jobs.

When I said 'perfect', I didnt mean that we had to walk together into the sunset or anything along that line. What I meant was that, if one day we stopped talking for whatever reasons, it would be on grounds that we still maintained a friendly relationship; that we would part amiably. Even if we met some day along the streets, we would still stop and say hello and not behave as if we're complete strangers like before. On the other hand, dont you think that anything I say now would seem like a desperate attempt to save myself?

Guilty beyond redemption.

10:49 PM

~~2403 Organisational Behaviour~~
2803 Microeconomics
3103 Computing and Information Processing
0104 Business Statistics

Econs tmw and I'm so not prepared. Argh, watch this space.

9:02 PM

You know, sometimes I really hate you. Really, I do. But then again, I guess my love for you runs deeper and thus overwhelms everything else. Its terrible when you subject me to your verbal torture and quick-changing attitudes almost every other time. It scares me a hell lot when you blow your top; throw me over with short, cold, and sharp answers that never fail to leave me speechless all the time. I guess perhaps this is your deliberate of saying, "I dont want to speak to you now so just leave me alone". And guess what? It works.

The feeling of not being able to relate to someone who will listen and tell me that everything will be alright, like how things usually turn out to be, is unbearable. Really, it is. It really is. The only one who will understand is probably myself, and all I can do is to attempt to find some comfort in knowing that things will blow over soon. Its times like these when I think, "You're right. Maybe it would have been better if we didnt met at all." But no, this is not my (and I hope yours too) idea of a perfect ending.

1:16 AM

Love so insignificant, it aches.
Words so sharp, they cut.
Tone so cold, it bites.
Lines so few, they scare.
Yet intention so clear,
Understood.

11:44 PM

This is all but a facade.
Truth is, everything is just an illusion.
Those blatant lies,
They form at your lips.
You say something,
Yet mean another.
Who am i to question.
Who am i to probe.
No answer will satisfy me,
Nothing ever comes close.
Narrate your story,
The perfect story.

4:26 AM

A bus ride to school without music in my ears only serve to emphasize how much I cannot tolerate the incessant chatters of strangers around me; how I cant do without music in my damn life.

1:50 PM

It ended with a perfect start.

Finally done with OCOM presentation on Thursday. As usual, I was overly nervous (for what, you ask), made way too long pauses, and spoke too quickly (and perhaps incoherently). but I dont care, because OCOM is officially over, so hell with it.

I'd be lying if I said I'm not sad. of course I am. If you give me something only to take it away later, then I rather not want it at all. absolutely detest the feeling of shortlived happiness. It is something I'm all too familiar with, and I dont particularly like it. I know it will get fixed somehow, and it will be back in perfect working condition soon (how long? i dont know). I know, i know. Its just that I cant help feeling sad. for myself, for it. I believe it has a life of its own (now dont ask why), and it hurts to see it broken and smashed, probably feeling half as helpless as I am. And worse of all, it was just a pathetic 3-day old gadget. I know it can be fixed, that all will be fine, so dont worry about me because I'm feeling just a little sad and very tired. So please, dont worry because I'm alright; because I will remember:

"We have no right to ask when sorrow comes, 'Why did this happen to me?' unless we ask the same question for every moment of happiness that comes our way."

Stats paper was shit (and it doesnt help if your $320 iPod mini which was just 3-day old got fatally bruised hours before the test). I knew how to do it but I dont know how to do it, if you get what I mean. Blanked out on the normal distribution question, and the one about sampling distribution. plus I dont know if I did the probability question and the binomial one correctly. Wont be too surprised if I failed (not like I want to). hell, I guess I gotta study even harder (not like I dont) for term exams. but well, luck is running all-time low, so..

hm, lychee martini is good.

My cowardice is disgusting its eating into me. I loathe feeling helpless and lost. Because when you scold, you spoil the relationship. I would kill to read your mind. But then again, I dont know if I really want to, because where would all the intensity go if you become so predictable. Now, tell me what should I do.

12:54 AM