Dun expect too many happons (measure of happiness) in this post

great... just about to start blogging when i realised i agreed to go to 2 birthdays this sat... SHIT... hang on...

ok misunderstanding... maybe i'm just wired too uptight these days... easily provoked easily stressed equally easily pissed...

anywayz starting from where i left off... Rag day... learnt some not so nice things about rag on that day itself... well but in the end business still won... so i guess all is well? for now i guess... and then followed by quite a failed outing at mind cafe... well i guess 16 ppl is juz too many for a place designed for games 2-8... :P

then there was the 1st wk of lectures... well all i can say is the lectures were ultra boring... but nonetheless some stuff were quite impt so no choice but to sit thru e bore... well to the extent that i actually finished off a professional class sudoku on my phone during FNA lect :P...

discovered that this 2 wks so far been staying back in school walking arnd aimlessly or camping in comp lab to print notes... guess tat's wad happens when u get 2 hr lectures EACH day of the wk... bahx... felt like i'm juz trying to tag along wif certain grps of ppl... in a way i feel bad coz like everyone's supposed to have a life of their own and i'm juz like tagging along other ppl's lives... maybe i'm thinking too much here also...

congrats to philip and elijah and june and ingrid for making it to the final round of pageant... yay u've done crusaders proud :P... and u guys reallie look good in those model shots haha

been going arnd scouting for textbooks and used textbooks... but to no avail... seems like a lot of the text have to buy new ones coz there's juz insufficient old textbooks for our large cohort... brrrrrr... thinking of the resale situation nxt sema and nxt yr alr... too much supply too lil demand... great... probably gonna go get e textbooks by tml... nt bothering to wait alr...

then still some matters close to the heart i have yet to resolve... in fact i dun think i am still mature enough to handle it... maybe someone was rite... 23 is the number... what i'm sore about is why... in fact i realised there's just too many things i dun bother to go correct or fix alr... juz becoming sore has become like my excuse for it... apathetic... maybe... haha irony with the previous post... or is it that i'm juz sore of failing... probably... certain things just dint turn out the way i wan them to be... changing of class included since like i took an initiative to do something... yet nothing pays off these days... maybe these years... god i still can remember the times in lower secondary when i'm just optimistic about everything... and so far these few years life has never failed to show me i'm so wrong about it... tough life? maybe... which is why i tend to go back into my shell when things go wrong... a battle hardened shell reinforced over years of bad luck and troubles... well at least suicidal tots were a thing of the past... at least it taught me to treasure any good happenings coz they are just so rare...

oh a lighter note... check this out..