B o r i n g

I don't like boring people who think they are oh so smart because they probably spent their childhood building it up. If you're real smart you'll spend your childhood doing sheet and end up top of your class anyway.

I'm also currently jealous of zuckerberg and eduardo because their story shows how big the world is out there and how much you can make out of your potential. Who wants to be entrenched in the boring 830-6 safety job, for now looks like there's not much choice for me though.

D o g s

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bark loudly when they want to get noticed.

Smartness is in keeping things simple.


I felt sad that I heard someone lambast his own group about having bad presentation skills when he himself speaks poorly.

The reason why I'm blogging again is cos I am bored and I can't focus on work. Year 4 is supposed to be tough but why am I slacking so much. (This blog post releasing steam shall be the catalyst to me starting to do work, as blog posting sometimes have this effect on me!!!)

And if you actually bother to read this blog, hi!

R e s e a r c h

OK so I am supposed to write a dissertation and get at least A- otherwise I am not eligible to be first class and I must say... ITS HARD.

1) I'm lazy and thus even though I try to work hard on a dissertation, I have spent much of my free time slacking.

2) Its smart and cheem and I have newfound respect for allthe profs who have the smarts to do all these stuff.

H o l i d a y

On Student Exchange now at Lund University, Sweden. A quaint lil' ol' University Town, there's snow, and lots of slacking. I can't really map back that many modules and have no mood to study anwyay, so life is one big holiday for the next 4 months. GOSH I'VE ALREADY BEEN HERE 1 MTH PLUS. Holidays never do last do they?

H i !

PLEASE DONT CARE ABOUT WHAT I WRITE ON THiS BLOG COS I ONLY RANT WHEN I AM STRESSED AND HATEFUL> PLEASE DONT HATE ME>


Haha i was told to update my blog but basically all I do on my blog is rant. Anyway since I have to rant, my life has become boringly happy. Hm.

I r r i t a t i n g

I am irritated with the way someone thinks. I am irritated with my breaking down laptop. i am irritated with the immense amount of work lately. Irritating.

W e a k

people give up. Strong people hold on, perservere, fight for a better day.

T h i n g s t o l e a r n o n t h e j o b

One shall need an iron will to not be overwhelmed by the massiveness of despair floating everyewhere, the strength of the pressures external and internal. Too much support over here too little support over there. The self-frustration and indignance kicks in. I rushed thru last week zombified and a weekend of recuperation leaves me here facing the world and thinking thinking again.

And tick tock tick tock i think when term starts the adrenaline will numb the pain.

T o o m u c h

As the world whizzes by, I think I can't cope. Sometimes you can't have your cake, eat it, and have additional cakes appearing too. Even with all the magic you'll get erm. TOO FULL.

I need to simplify my life.

A h S h u d d u p

Yeah maybe I should shut up on this blog cos the things I say are crappy and build up a bad self-image to all those who don't know that I actually am usually v happy.

I am like furthering my hey-i-feel-like-emoing-about-nothing agenda and perpetrating hatred towards this evil side of myself.

Yesterday I fell kinda sick again. There was this insane air-pressure thingy going on in my head, i think its a cold or something. Pls remind me not to drink e next time I'm sick. It gave me a super headache.