after two weeks of grinding through my readings, my mind is hungry for television and literature. it needs fiction, not non-fiction.

i need to plan for a weightloss programme after fourth may, not only for me, but my brain as well. it is getting too heavy with all the excess information that i no longer need.

i seem to have forgotten that my excruciating exams are not over YET. but for now, instead of running to catch up, i can finally take a stroll in the park.

after one busy week, i finally had a decent msn chat with my bestie! :D

me: ohhs!i just realised today that i really like mammoths!!!
bean: I LOVE MAMMOTHS
bean: HAHAH SO DAMN CUTE
me: like giraffes,lions,tigers,leopards..ETC!
bean: i have a mammoth !
bean: have u seen it?
me: HAHAHHAHHAHS!YEAHHHHS!
bean: a ty mammoth
bean: beanie baby
bean: let's see
me: ohhs, WAIT..
bean: i like gorillas, manatees, cows, ducks, pigs
bean: hippos?
me: mammoth is the kind of animal with fur and give birth right?
me: hahahhs
me: then whats the ancient animal that looks like an elephant?
bean: mammoth
bean: its a mammoth
bean: kind of animal with fur?
me: ahhahahhs!ohnooos..
me: animals who have fur and give birth..
bean: MAMMAL
bean: HAHAHA
bean: MAMMAL
bean: OMG

the best part is, i dont have to be anything else but myself. (:

adia, i do believe ive failed you.
adia, i know ive let you down.

after three papers, i still havent learnt my lesson of allocating my two hours properly.

i underestimated the cost of that, so i paid the heavy price today.

just when i thought everything went wrong today -

i felt stabbed the first thing in the morning, i fared poorly for an important term assignment, i didnt manage to finish my exam paper, i quarrelled with my brother over a stupid cockroach.

- i took a step back and look at the little comforts i got in return.

well, i bumped into an ex-classmate whom ive been wanting to catch up with; i spent the day studying and laughing over silly things with a friend; i had my favourite fried fish hor fun for lunch; i managed to rush home in time to catch the nine-oclock serial (yes, i hate to admit, but i watch it fervently every weekday!); i received a happy email; i was rather touched by a blog entry on one of my good friend's blog.

there can be so many reasons to smile about even on a bad day. you just have to find them.

apparently, some people are under the impression that my name is synonymous with good results, like 'michael jackson' with paedophile or something.

after exams, there is time enough to swim to the surface of the water to take a deep breath before diving to the bottom again.

physics is relevant to our everyday life.

if you place two marbles on the floor some distance apart, and you roll them towards each other at high speed, they would collide, exerting a great force on each other, causing them to move apart in the opposite direction. eventually, they would slow down and end up at an equilibrium position, possibly more distant from each other than before.

however if you roll the two marbles at a slower speed, they would take a longer time to collide, (or they might not even collide) and even when they do, they merely bounce off lightly, and finally they would stop at an equilibrium position which is probably closer to each other than where they started.

people who come together too quickly, have the potential to drift apart as quickly too.

i hate making mistakes.

not because i dislike getting something wrong, or i like being right all the time, but because i know i would not be able to stop brooding over it. it is like a chain reaction that sets off hours later, when the thoughts take on an intrusive form. the scene would keep replaying in my mind, and i would begin to lose focus in whatever i am doing, and my plans become disrupted.

it is acceptable to make mistakes when we are inexperienced, or when we dont know what to do; but what if we went ahead with the mistake knowing the answers all along.

dirty toilets, second-rate movies, and a suicidal friend.

with the queerest dreams every night, it is no wonder why my brain has been getting inadequate rest during sleep.

why does God threaten to take away life from some who yearn it, and breathe life into some who dread it.

it seems that all my memories of everything good and bad, have been tinted grey.