Saturday, January 13, 2007

... you know sometimes...

when you just feel like curling up in a corner and wasting away?

haha. emo, i know, and completely not me; but either i'm going through a period of severe singapore-withdrawal or i'm just bogged down by exam stress or whatever-- but for days now, all i've felt like doing is curling up in a corner and watch life pass me by.

the exams were a period of mixed feelings-- gladness, relief, frustration, and eventually, resignation. the sociolinguistics exam was particularly defeating, i think. all i remember from that exam is coming out and thinking, "that was a complete and utter waste of my time." phonetics and syntax were loads better. well, there you go, my specialisations picked out for me by process of elimination.

speaking of mixed. -shakes head in frustration, not knowing quite what to say-

this is why i say i'm going insane.

i've got no FOOD food barring one quarter of a packet of frozen mince beef and one eighth of a packet of chicken bits lying somewhere in my freezer, so i've resorted to rationing and only eating lunch. of course, these lunches are HUGE, so no worries about me physically wasting away-- i'm not that psychotic. or disciplined.

all my flatmates have noticed my ridiculous moods; matt keeps asking me, "are you alright?", charly keeps patting me on the head and saying, "feel better?", craig just gives me very concerned looks, and everyone else just gives me a wide berth. haha. it's understandable. i am a bit of a monster nowadays. -grins- we celebrated the end of exams [and actually, we celebrate the same way everyday] by watching 'finding nemo' and playing some ridiculous japanese game on matt's wii. cheered me up a lot; even though it's probably quite sad that i'm still reliant on video games to give me joy. -sheepish smile-

i miss choir.. and i'm so thankful for the people who keep updating me.. :) even though i think it's become an addiction i might have to wean myself off while i'm over here.. but. i'm glad. and i'm praying for them, every single one.

ciao.

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