Pack Up & Go. This World Has No Place For Me.

I've discovered a very interesting post on love from April's blog yesterday. Decided to leech that from her later on.

My mind is feeling heavy yet it feels so light although the examinations are drawing near. I can focus but I am distracted easily.

Shyna just showed me some posts from her closed blog last night. Will extract excerpts from there after my papers and crap about it. And I believe it would be interesting to see the responses from you people.

A few things I was pondering over when I was returning home from lunch just now.

1. Why do snails like to crawl on pavements and get stepped on by homosapiens?
2. Why do frogs like to stay on the pavement and jump away when you cycle past them?
3. Why do I have such a headache when I am reading through simple things but enjoyed reading through more difficult modules instead?

Lastly, 4. Why did that thing happen on 5th March 2002? Why, why and why? 1000X "why"s.

I think after my papers, I will go nuts. This period will be a time when I study so hard until half my life is gone. Probably after my papers, I will drink the other half of my life away. Probably.

I really envy those with self-discipline not to chat on MSN. Or even come online for that matter.

Oh where had my self-discipline went to?

I had the programmes all planned out for the holidays. And it seemed that it would be kind of packed. With meetings, plannings, outings, drinking, cycling, tanning, clubbing, slacking and not forgetting, stoning.

I want to cook for my loved one. I want to hug my loved one to sleep. I want to sacrifice my sleep for my loved one. I want to be there for my loved one when she needs me. I want to do so much so much. But circumstances do not allow that to happen.

Sucker for love? Sucker for relationships?

NEVER.

I've hidden my frustrations, my anger, my sadness, my melancholy, my happiness, my emotions, my everything and everything. When will I be myself again?

I miss Eric and Ivan and Alan. Good ol' drinking buddies cum soulmates whom you might never find again on Earth. Sorry to NIE people but I'm sad to say somehow, I can't fit much into the circle for most of you. I am a bad. As bad as you can see of me now, it is just the tip of the iceberg. Just don't try me or test my patience.

Awwwww I'm so bad to talk like this.

But do I look as if I give two hoots about it?

p.s. This blog expresses no melancholy but only sarcasm and openness to the author's surroundings. Any misunderstandings or unhappiness won't be taken into account by the author.