Happy D Blk family; IBG (ICBG) champions 2005/06. my home, my frens, my family.
with d election of the new blk comm, the reign of d nepalese has come to an end. as an ex-blk comm, i admire him for taking up d challenge not once, but twice; well done, Bazoo! kudos to peiching ( I love u!), yishu, shuyun & weiyi, for hanging in there for a yr, for giving ur best to the blk. & am sure laremy & his blk com will do a gd job as well. carry on d gd work!! rem tt i was sad when handing over, altho cant deny that relief was a major feature in my emotions as well. i guess blk comm is reali (forgive d cliche) an experience of a lifetime. somtimes fun, sometimes shitty, but when it all passes over, in d end, it's worth it. suddenly thinking of my own blk comm.. ha.. hope u guys r all doing well, mavis, zixin, ru jin & of coz, qing huan, aka tootall boss man. ;)
feeling unsettled, as if there r alot of shit i need to sort out, both literally & figuratively. room is in a mess, as usual; no, dis time, d mess is of gigantic proportions. ha. need to get a longer curtain rod to hang d curtain INSIDE my rm, since it's posing a fire hazard hanging innocently at my door. so sad. need to get dwn to studying seriously; so ashamed of my slacker behaviour. ha. actually not reali la. say onli. ^^;; need to watch less anime, read less books n mug more hahaha can u imagine me, mugging. cant.
my holes r infected! (wat r u thinking u pervert hur hur) they r a gooey mess.. but when i woke up dis morning it was pretty dry.. yuck. need to smear d dubious white ointment later. bleh. if i wana wear pretty earrings for thurs, better b a gd girl. my poor abandoned earrings.. feel like a rich, dirty old chinese man hu's got alot of young, lithe mistresses but cant get it up. so many nice earrings but cant wear any.. feel so.. impotent? hur hur talking cock again. ;)
everything is going pretty alrite, i'd say. no major crises, no life-altering changes. shldnt life always b dis way? i seem to b living in perpetual paranoia tt s'thing catastrophic is on d imminet verge of happening. oppa says i'm far too paraniod, & it seems to b a general consensus tt i'm cynical, pessimistic etc. sometimes.. it's foolish to get ur hopes up.
i'm an arts studdent dammit! sheesh do i reali look like i'm proficient in maths & science?? always tot i look like an arts person; not coz of anything, but for d fact tt i'm hopeless by choice when it comes to maths n those yucky stuff. but lately, i've been getting surprised reactions from some ppl hu think i'm from.. i cant say it. i lack courage. walau. study enuff to do 4th yr then kena suan-ed tt i look like some science kid. y, oh y wait 4 yrs to insult me like dis? an unprecedented event in all my yrs here. shit now i sound so old. d nxt time some idiot comes up to me n says breathlessly, with big eyes opened in wonderment, 'huh? u're from arts? wow i tot u were from engin/sci/archi/some other fac', i tell u, i'll slap tt person's face. reali. slap.
exaclty wat shld we expect from friendships? is it ever possible to b frens without any strings
attached? these days, even friendships sometimes feel like some sort of a ritualistic social obligation. thinking too much again.
