breathheeee

out of sheer boredom i have resorted to doing a little manicure + pedicure for myself. instead of beautiful nails, i have inhaled excessive amounts of thinner from all that painting. rapid brain cell depletion!

this is the smartest thing a person could possibly do the night before her economics paper.

exams are HERE

i am on my stress-boredom vacillation swing again.

there were these reports about taxi lobbying in our sunny island lately and in response to that the government is going to RAISE TAXI FARESSSSSSS sooonnnnn!!! noooooooooooooooo. its not as if its cheap to take a cab these days, especially with the additional 4 bucks when u call at peak hours and also cos i'm a penniless student. i should expect that with all the inflation going on taxi fares are soon going to double. rawr rawr rawrrrrrr why must the taxi uncles start this whole lobbying thing in the first place?? URKKKK!

i'm ranting.. signs of boredom surfacing.


i need inspiration, not just another negotiation

annoyance

i want to grow up and go NOW.

vacillations

i'm hoping that by writing this, some cathartic effect (as suggested by Nat) would miraculously occur. i'm stressed to the point that the word 'stress' has lost its meaning. the perpetual frown on my face says it all and the formation of a Pacific Ring of Fire on my forehead emphasizes my point.

this vacillation between intense strain and boredom through the past week is seriously killing me.

to 4 dear ones i hold close to my heart and miss terribly

When you're down and troubled
And you need some loving care
And nothing, nothing is going right
Close your eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest night

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
You've got a friend

If the sky above you
Grows dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind begins to blow
Keep your head together
And call my name out loud
Soon you'll hear me knocking at your door

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there

Ain't it good to know that you've got a friend
When people can be so cold
They'll hurt you, and desert you
And take your soul if you let them
Oh, but don't you let them

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
You've got a friend