ever since i stepped into jc, i realize my memory is failing me.
and in uni, this "illness" is getting worse.
i guess past experience contributes a little.
i actually told myself that jc is the best period of time i've ever had.
when i completely forgot about the j1 stuffs.
i think of j2. i think of the madness.
somehow, this has made me a happier person.
why remember things that only bring you more sorrow?
going home early makes me happier. i bought chicken alphabet soup, but didnt cook in the end. ate jelly, sat in front of the comp. oooh, life like this is good.
till the moment you reminded yourself - tomorrow is om.
you just feel like swearing.
sidenote: i know i may be slow at understanding things. this may not imply that you can belittle me and mock at me and order me what to do. i do have the right and the freedom to decide, to make a stand, a choice. yes guiding is one thing, mocking at me and
and in case my body language does not tell you enough, i hate serious work. i hate it when everyone change into serious mode and talk serious stuff which eventually turn into a debate with no conclusion. i hate it more when you show no respect to my ideas, not even the simplest acknowledgement. if yours is so great, then do it yourself. why ask me/us for help when you just wanna instill ur ideas into us?