Boring shit

Every monday morning is a torture. I always wanted to sleep in a little longer and hope that i did not have to wake up so early for a stupid module.

Monday morning class is already bad enough. Together with the long boring presentations, it’s deadly. I’m fighting hard not to close my eyes, but ya.. I can’t help but doze off a little.

I will never want to bid for 8.30 class ever again! And I told louis, i shall bid the time slots that he has class too, so that i will have freee ride!

It’s already 10.455 and I hasn’t had my break yet. It’s scary.

*Yawnz* I can’t help it.  

All alone in school

Sometimes, i feel that school is a much better place when i can have my own quiet space in one of the library corner, as though I am all alone in school. I have to admit that my school is a beautiful place despite the maintenance work that has been going on and on, shifting from one part of the school to another.

Now that i am sitting facing the window, looking out at the city traffic, I have to admit that I will miss the school after I graduate. Although I seriously hate the kind of shit that the school is putting us through, I will miss my cheeky friends and the school after my graduation.

Time to appreciate my school life and get down to study. I need to find my brain back as well. I hate myself for being so LOST all the time.

*It’s weekend*

Lost my brain.

I dunno since when, I’ve lost my brain. I’ve got super short term memory that I seriously hate. Sometimes, i will lose my trend of thought. Sometimes, i just can’t recall when i did previously.

I seriously this short term memory is not due to my age. I want my brain juice back.

SHIT

bangkok mania

I AM GOING TO BANGKOK!

I’m so crazy about Bangkok. Nice food and crazy shopping. Wheeee… I kept researching and researching and compiled so much information. I AM GOING TO SHOP TILL I DROP and I WANT TO GO MASSAGE!!!!

Now, besides dragging away from online shopping, i guess i need to keep the lappy away from me. I need to get back to my booooks.

i love bangkok.

Drag me Away from Online Shopping

I’ve been spending and spending too much on online shopping. A piece of good news came from Yiling that my pants is Out of stock! Bravo! I was celebrating for like 2 mins and the next moment, I log on to my spree pages to look for some pants to replace the one that was OOS. OMG.. I am truly addicted to online shopping. I’ve been spending more than 100 bucks since the past WEEK. Yes, I’ve spent like 100 bucks in 7 days, thats just for online shopping, not accounting for those that I have spent when on the shopping trip with Bren and calin. I am so GONE. Luckily those loots will be mailed straight to my house which I will then pick them up from my mailbox and My mother as well as my beloved bf will not be able to see how much I have spent.

Alright, now should blog about sth more! Today is Pris birthday and Calin’s was on Wednesday, but we celebrated their birthday together on Wednesday and named the party “Happy Sweet 16″. Of course, they are truly living in denial. Calin says she just turn 16, when that suppose to be like 9 years ago. And Pris, not as crazy as Calin, hoping to be 18. BUT, her just-turn-18 birthday suppose to be 8 years ago. Wahaha…

(I din want to reveal the age at first but the facebook will indicate your age anyway! So it’s not my fault.. Nope, not mine!)

Look at some funnie pics!

Happy Birthday Darlings!

Sweet 16!

 

Our Party!

 

*Trying hard to stuff some chips into each other mouth*

 

And then… Some donuts..

Here comes those RA Photos.. Readers below 21 years old, please kindly close this window!

*Donuts as Breast? or Nipple?!*

*Breast, if big enough like Yiling’s, you can use it like a pillow.. Soft and tender!*

* Lastly, you can suck some milk out of it too.. I’ve tried, do you want to try as well? wahahahaaa*

* I love my bimbo friends*

 

They Gave me the motivation to go to school each time. They filled the cold and lonely school with laughters and hugs. They make me luff till tears filled my eyes. They are the reason why school is still interesting, despite the stress and pain.

I love you all..

And Karen, we miss you too..

Desperate measures

This is hilarious. Loooook closely.

*Disclaimer: I am not against anyone. I just find it so… erm… amazing. What kind of marketing is this?

Email Phobia

I have this phobia for checking email. I no longer dare to check my work email. I don’t know why, perhaps i just seriously dun like my job. Find another job? *shrugz*

I’m not the adventurous kind who job hop from one job to another. we shall see…..

I need new excitement in my work.

Crazy Folks

Alright… Had a crazy Monday night with the girls and a childish boy.. wahahahah!

*Please take note: Photos are leeched from Brenda’s blog. Because of this, the guilty me shall link her to my blog… heheheee…*

 

The yellow stinky thing

 

The crazy foodie sesssion + Some milk from yiling!

 

Back to ice cold for some beeeer!

*What a cute cute nightie!  I love them alll*

 

A Simple Happy Birthday.

A simple happy birthday.

Hope you are really getting fine in the other world. I shall see you in another 50 years.

You know I love you. Take care my dear.

Love,

Shan

Saturation Point

I thought yesterday was the worst. But it turned out that today is worse than yesterday.

I thought through many things when I was on my bed last night. Perhaps, that’s often why I got insomnia in the nights. Well, i realized i totally lost interest in what I am doing. So, I should quit my job. But when should I quit? Most probably after summer Hols.

At that point of time, I don’t know why I started crying and I have no idea when I fell asleep. Things are too much for me to take, it’s mentally and physically tiring. I wished that the next day would be a better day.

It turned out that from the moment I open my eyes till the moment when the clock strike twelve, I was worse than yesterday. There are too many times that I broke down in tears. Once in the toilet and another in the bus when I was going home from brenda house. No way that I can control my tears, no way that I could stop them either. Sat at the void deck like a rebellious teenager who got chased out of home, stared into the blank air. Then, tears just came rolling down my cheeks. Don’t ask me why, coz I have no answer to that. But what was going through my mind was that there are far too much work piling up and 24 hours is just isn’t enough. I’m letting many people down, such as my office people and my team mates. I’m just so lagging behind my time schedule.

I felt so alone, as though no one cares anymore. People are not free to care about me anyway. I guess I understand why ppl do commit suicide, is just when the emotion and stress kick in and you feel no control over it.

I sat there for sometime and then went back home, hoping that no one notice my red and swollen eyes. My parents are asleep anyway. Now, I’m still sobbing away and I guess it’s just a good way to vent my frustration.

It has been a long day and a long week. I’m so drained, and it has reached my saturation point where tears can just flow like that.

It’s time for me to get back to my project research. I need to go back to office tml and a meeting in the afternoon.

my life is just so screwed.