The last lap of Year 2.1 has just begun this week and I'm feeling all the pressure and stress already. Piles of assignments and projects are waiting at one corner of my desk and I could assure you that none of them are gonna be easy. One project would have three deadlines to meet and imagine having about a few of them all taking place at the same time.

Stress. I really need to pass this semester to pull up my dying GPA.

I guess that's all I could update for now.

See y'all again at the end of August!

XOXO

-hiatus-

"If you didn't tell me until now, you must have had your reasons. And that's your problem, not mine. I wouldn't know how to start. I can't think of any way of asking that wouldn't mean traipsing all over your feelings and staining them with dirt. So I'll wait. Until you decide someday that you want to tell me, until you decide it's time for me to know. Until that time comes, you don't have to say a thing. I'll wait until you decide to tell me. Until you can tell me. But it's okay if you don't."

"So you finally learned to speak like a normal person."

"I'm just repeating what was said to me before. I remembered it made things easier."

Bleach  398

Elective Cluster

CDS

It's been almost a month since I last publish a post or visit this dying little blog. Oh well, guess what! I'm back for the next two weeks, or so I hope. Have a some faith in me alright :)

The term break finally kicked in right after I stepped out of the classroom, after finishing a test paper in less than 30 minutes. Hell no, I'm not bragging but bless my BCM lecturer for giving the exact hints for the questions that appeared in the paper! No shit, Sherlock. I was indeed having MST for the whole of this week and it was hellish and I'm not even sure of the outcome I can expect.

Whatever. It's over. Time to party or vegetate on the couch,

The past few weeks have been... eventful, I must say. So many things have occurred, so many feelings surfaced and definitely much more problems have appeared.

Participating in the Freshmen Camp, doing Community Involvement Program, meeting new Care Person for my class, meeting deadlines, last minute studying for quizzes and tests, and now, it's Great Singapore Sale!!! Hell yeah, shopping spree gonna take place at Uniqlo and Charles & Keith for me! When I'm actually quite broke. But who gives a shit. Women need their retail therapy amidst their busy schedule - that's what I believe my doctor used to imply when I went for a check-up and got confirmed for having a mental disorder but don't worry, it was temporary I think. Shopping, shopping, shopping! Let's go!

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Ah, screw it. I have to select my Elective Cluster tomorrow morning and my decision will forever be Aviation. So don't waste your breath to change my mind. I'm going all-out once I get into the Aviation cluster because I don't want to fall behind my peers and I know that feeling sucks.

Since I'm now in Year 2.1, I already have a large number of modules to cope with but what scared me the most would be from Year 2.2 onward. I mean c'mon, just look at the leftover modules for the remaining semesters... They scared the shit out of me.

Aviation + Design + Business = Nutcases.

Building Information Modeling

Project Management

Service Quality and Management

Total Building Performance

Financial Management and Forecasting

Airport Operation and Management

Airport Administration

Airport Systems 1

Cross-Disciplinary Subject

I don't think they're any easier.

Shall not stress myself anymore. It's all about me, the two-week long break and Creative Writing assignments to be done... plus lots of sleeping and surfing the net in between ;)

That's if for tonight. Have to head to bed  as soon as I'm done with my shit online so that I can wake up in time to select my Elective Cluster and CDS.

XOXO

Happy Father's Day to all daddy out there! In advance!

I'm so busted this weekend since I did nothing at all for any of my assignments. Had a long week which ended with a Freshmen Camp which was fun but darn tiring and I can bet you all, I can't remember any freshmen's name now.

My legs' muscles are aching like nobody's business and I'm still too tired to think about doing assignments. I feel so disgusted with myself for not doing them.

But what's more disgusting is my meals these few days.

Friday, 11 May: Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner all consists of McDonald. All thanks to camp.

Saturday, 12 May:  Lousy meals provided by the camp. But I welcomed the food my relative bought when we went to uncle's house.

Sunday, 13 May: Yureka Teppanyaki Restaurant @ Thong Soon for lunch. Rex eating house for dinner.

Monday, 14 May: No idea what I'm gonna eat for lunch but dinner will be a bomb! Hei Sushi Restaurant, here I come bby!

Ah, even typing a blog post seems tiring for me today. I'll just cut it short.

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY, YOU LOVELY MOMMIES!

xoxo

Booyah!

Nowadays I've been sleeping way to early and waking up way to early and I'm thanking God for it. I've always wanted to be a morning person; the early riser. Ya know, those few who wakes up at ungodly hours before the rest of the world does. Don't worry, I've got the number of hours required to consider it a beauty sleep, I think.

And I'm no longer ignoring the alarm clock. What a feat!

So yeah, I woke up at 0430 today without snoozing the alarm~

Don't ask me why but ever since Year 2 semester started, I get tired way too easily after the last class for each day and I know as hell that I'm the least productive when it comes to getting any work done in that state. Add unproductive to worthless bitch and you'll get major bitching from me. So I decided to save ourselves from the misery and sleep it off before the clock even hits 2200.

To pay off the lost time of getting no work done at night, I obviously have to wake up darn early to do so. D-uh. I just stated the obvious... unless I'm one of those lazy bums... which I can assure you, I'm trying my best to avoid that danger zone.

Alright. Enough babbling, time to continue getting some work done before I get ready for school in a few hours' time.

Ciao, m'loves.

XX

This post is specially dedicated to FriedBall for having so much faith in my writings.

Thanks, babe :)

You better know I'm referring to you!

Alright. I'm quite addicted to this song currently and I find this cover super cool since there's like FIVE people hogging ONE guitar. And the cover is nicely done with great voices!

Anyways, this is the end of the second week of the new semester. How I'm faring so far, you may ask? Quite badly I must say because I'm trying hard to push my body to go over its limits. Have I mentioned before that assignments keep piling up and none of them are going easy on me? With the amount of events scheduled into my planner, classes ending late and being tired most of the time after these events or classes, I just can't seem to find the right time to complete a single assignment.

I think I've been ranting the same old thing all over again since last week. Fine, fine, I get it. I'll start talking about something else.

Recently just had a pre-camp with most of the Year 2s for the upcoming IFM Freshie Camp to get ourselves pumped up and bonded before the real thing next Friday. Yeah, gonna sleep in school for one night... or maybe not since most of the GLs are planning to practice and slack the night away! I better reserve tons of energy for the camp or else I'm as good as a worthless bitch- or worst, I might turn into a major bitch. Won't do me any good if all the freshmen decided to run away from me :'P

I used to be an anti-social, introvert, overtly quiet around strangers and soft-spoken but I'm trying my best to change myself for the good. My family have been complaining about my soft-spoken side whenever we go out because I'm plainly useless and it's so not cool.

I just hope joining the camp as a GL will help me be more confident and outspoken... by making a fool out of myself but who cares. Whoop!

Let's just hope the days before the camp won't suck me dry of my energy bar. School, please have some kind of mercy on me!

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Lo and behold! Mickey D. is going to open soon in the campus! I'm so gonna enjoy seeing more chunky people stepping out of the fast food restaurant.

God forbid me. I'll only restrict myself to two or three set meals of Mickey D. per month. Nothing more.

McFlurry is an ultimate exception.

That's all for now. Expect less posts or at least one post per week.

XOXO

I have developed a mild obsession over post-rock music in just a day after chancing upon Mogwai's Take Me Somewhere Nice on the sidebar while listening to Sóley's Pretty Face on YouTube. That was when I remembered that I used to listen to post-rock when I was way younger; the days of raping the repeat button to Mono's songs.

What I like about post-rock is that most of its music is more than four minutes long which saves me from the trouble of finding the next song to play on YouTube. But that's besides the point. The main point is that post-rock has this unique sound to each and every of its song which fits my taste perfectly well. There's also some other genre which I can't put a finger to it. Hee.

Here's what I've been listening to over the past few hours.

Low

Hungry Ghosts

The Polar Dream

Hammock

The Best Pessimist

Kattoo

Explosions in the Sky

Mogwai

Euphoria (Japanese)

Mono (Japanese)

We All Inherit the Moon

The Evpatoria Report

I even made a playlist on YouTube for these bands with a total of 80 videos that span over 09:56:49 hours just so that I can let my ears have the time of their life.

Check the playlist out at... 

Post-Rock and Whatnots

XOXO

I am royally fucked up for all my assignments this semester. I don't understand a shit what's supposed to be done for each and every one of them and what's worst, most of them are due in less than a month' time. How to study and collect relevant sources to start on the reports when most of the classes haven't touch on the topics needed for the assignments? I hardly have time left because most of my days are busy.

All this shit is making my head hurt due to much worrying if I'm ever capable of finishing the reports in time before the due date.

Year 2 in polytechnic is going to be difficult as hell and it's only the beginning...

Pardon this short post.

I'm gonna rest a while before trying to get a start on the easier assignments.

XXX

Boring Saturday Outside...

Had Korean meal for lunch at Changi City Point :) 

Went to three beaches today; East Coast Park, Pasir Ris Park and finally, Changi beach because there is nowhere else interesting in Singapore to go to. Imagine going out every weekend and obviously because of that, I've probably been to many places many times. Malls are out of the question since most neighborhood malls are similar and town malls are just too crowded and expensive. Going to beaches now is getting more boring as time goes by. Driving around has also been getting on my nerves because there's no scenery to look forward to and all you see are apartments, condos, constructions and more constructions.

Why on earth is Singapore too small?

Damn. I got no choice but to stick to this safe country a little while longer till I have more money to go on a vacation overseas.

Creative Writing #01

The first class for Creative Writing. I'm a writer now! Once the module is over, I promise to write

stories during my free time! If I even have any free time left...

So the tutor gave us a few sentences and we're supposed to write a few sentences for it and she said these few are not bad for beginners. Here goes!

If you could touch a giggle, what would it feel like?

A giggle would most probably feels ticklish to the touch; feathery and light.

What is the weight of time in your hands?

The weight of time in my hands weigh the whole world because if time is within reach, I would reach out to grab it even though I know it's heavy and is always running away from me. Because time always waits for no one. It's like a huge responsibility to make full use of it and yet it's a privilege to use it.

What does homework taste like?

Homework most definitely tastes like spoilt milk where once I have a taste of it, I would spit it out that instant and wish to never taste it ever again.

What does pain feel like when you touch it?

Pain feels like being forced to hug a boiling kettle; so scalding to the touch so much so that I would have an instant reaction to let the pain go but I know deep down that I have no choice but to stick close to it till it eventually heals.

Blog's been too wordy nowadays... Time for photos!

 I'm the poop.

After karaoke session with darlings

New horror movie in the making.

The Revenge of Takoyaki.

Last picnic before new semester starts!

Year 2, Week 1

Monday, Day 1:
Most of the classes are bearable so far since there's only like three modules to survive the day. Not bad. And I miss hanging around with the classmates. So happy to see them all again although I don't think this happiness will last long. But keep this up and don't be such a bitch or bastard and I believe we'll be fine.

Tuesday, Day 2:
Another bearable day since there's hardly any proper lesson to begin, just that buying the lecture notes totally killed my hands. Lugging it home in a crowded bus was worst.

Wednesday, Day 3:
Not much proper lesson so most of the time is a slack fest. Well, that is before Creative Writing but once I stepped into CW class, my beautiful day was marred severely. I did try not to be judgmental but I just can't help but say that about a little bit more than a quarter of the class are made up of plain weirdos. A weirdo who whispers at every shit required. A weirdo who snorts unnecessarily and the most fuckin' ridiculous of all, fart in a darn silent class and act as though the world doesn't fuckin' end. Alright, let's stop there before I get myself into more shit... CW was productive since I got to write some things which I'll share some soon but the after effects of a CW class is a blank mind. It's scary.

Thursday, Day 4:
Just as I had predicted it, it's the fuckin' most ridiculous and horrible day of the upcoming weeks. Long hours listening to lessons took a toll on me and it made me fell asleep for the first time ever in the lecture hall. All the lectures, save for SFM lectures, are as boring and dry as hell. An overload of information full of never-ending words being shoved into your head but once you step outside the lecture hall, everything is deleted from your head. I'm so screwed. And then, there's the everyday drama of your typical Poly life. To end the day as a whole, we found out that we're stuck with a tutor who mumbles with an accent at the speed of a dying turtle for FLSM but he left us early today since we want to escape the hustle bustle of the fire drills.

Friday, Day 5:
Probably the best day of the week because again, we made some arrangements with the tutor over some discreet things like how we did it on Thursday. These tutors are the best we can get for some of the modules this semester! I'm going to aim to ace these modules that they teach! Heh! Overall, it's the best day of the week in the timetable.

Alright. That's all for the overview of the first week of school. From now on, there'll probably be lesser posts  here since I'm gonna go focus more on my studies :)

Dear Mama...

Dear Mama,

What makes you think being in school for long hours, lugging around thick books on one shoulder, having a jam-packed timetable and trying to absorb Level 3 knowledge is not tiring?

I know you're also tired from the household chores you have to do everyday but what makes you think I have the energy to do them after I return home from school?

I don't even ask to be served drinks or food once I reached home like Dad usually do. I serve myself.

I know it's only the beginning of Year 2 but you shouldn't think that I am so free like how I used to be in Year 1. Things have changed and we have so much more to study this semester. I want to get certifications so that I can give you a better life once I work. I have promised myself to devote more of my time on studies so that I can make you proud. I'm sorry if I've failed you in the previous semesters but I was still immature back then. I assure you, I want to change for the better. If only you could understand how mentally draining life in school now is as compared to a few years back.

If you continue to be cranky and demand so much of me after school hours, I don't think I can keep up this facade, these strong walls I've erected around myself against the bad influence. I will definitely breakdown and I really don't want to go through that long episode of having a mental disorder.

So I beg of you, for the next few months, will you just be there for me to give me motivation, inspiration and most important of all, never-ending encouragement? I don't have anyone else to ask these from but only you.

In return, I'll try my best to meet your demands over the weekends and once this is over, I want to treat you for everything you've done.

So please, just give me some space and support like how you used to back then. I need it.
Thank you.

Sincerely, Daughter

What makes you think I've yet to move on  from you? It's been almost half a year and I've already forgotten about you but you just had to pass by and plague my mind now. You're causing such headaches that's not even worth the shit.

Seriously speaking, I was just playing when I think back. I could find better.

I'm sorry for making you think that way.

I really am...

IT'S ALREADY SUNDAY AND SCHOOL IS FINALLY STARTING TOMORROW.

Attempt is sometimes easier than expected.

Don't worry, just do it.

Payphone

Payphone - Maroon 5 ft. Wiz Khalifa

"If happy ever after did exist
I would still be holding you like this
And all those fairy tales are full of it
One more stupid love song I'll be sick"

G-O GO! Year 2.1 Here I Come!

I don't know what to feel about my new modules for the new semester, it seems difficult and definitely dry. Whatnot, most of the modules are about buildings! Fire and Life Safety Management? Energy Management and Audit? Sustainable Facility Management? Security and Surveillance? Add some business modules like Quantitative Methods and Business Continuity Management.

At first, I was sure as hell excited to be getting a new timetable but once I realized what the modules could possibly be teaching, I was like 'Damn, how to survive the next few months!'.

Mondays: I could deal with the Monday Blues by going for morning runs, have a hearty breakfast outside and then possible take some naps before going to school because thank God, classes start late.

Tuesdays: Again, I think I could deal with the classes for Tuesdays since it starts at 10am and ends at 4pm. Hopefully I can squeeze a morning run before classes if I'm not a bum.

Wednesdays: The day could have been better if my classes start from 9am to 1pm like the rest of my classmates but no. Just no. Creative Writing just have to butt in at 2pm till 5pm and I can't imagine myself sitting quietly for a 3-hour class. And yeah, I chose Creative Writing because I wanted to, so I should just shut up and be happy with the class timing.

Creative Writing = Erotic Writing.

That's what my friends refer this class as for my case.

And I'm touched that some people have faith in me to do well in Creative Writing since I'm such a bookworm. Alright, alright... In other words, I'm such a nerd. Thanks guys! I'll do my best! ;)

Thursdays: The worst day of the week! Classes start at 8am and I've to squash with the rush hour. That's not all! Classes just have to end at 6pm on this day! 8am to 6pm in school? I don't think I can survive this shit without looking like the walking dead. So save me God! :'(

Fridays: Lo and behold! Last day of the week and classes end the earliest on this day; or probably earlier if I'm such an ass and decide to skip some lectures. Heee! Pray tell I don't have any commitments after classes  on this day. I sure as hell want to chill out and wind down.

Well, that's about it. My predictions for the upcoming days ahead once the new semester starts~ ;D

Going into Year 2, brand new semester... there should be new resolve to do better this year! Part of me wants to be a devoted student, another part of me wants to balance both studies and social life. Uhhhh we shall see how! :P

XOXO

I've effectively turned into this big fat of slob over the long holidays, well, not necessarily big fat but definitely a slob. Whatnot, just look at me! In this one month and twenty-three days of immense boredom, I've been utterly useless, out of job, a little bit too spendthrift and most of the time, a couch potato.

Not so attractive if this were to be included in my résumé, I know.

Oh well, it can't be helped and I'm obviously too late to complain about my luck.

At least I'm learning the ways of being a housewife although I'm still too young and it's a far-fetched dream. But hey, it's never too young to start learning, right? So, Mama have been drilling some simple recipes into my head and the only thing I'm supposed to do now is perfect it. Not as easy as I thought. The first few tries of certain dishes have always turned up either too diluted or too spicy but Mama says she can see some improvements. Whoop! Whoop!

Some people got the guts to say I don't do housework just because my hands are smooth. Never mind that, because I shall see those comments as compliments since these people obviously can't take care of their hands.

Grocery shopping, cooking, vacuuming, sweeping the floor, cleaning the toilet, changing bedspreads, dusting, laundry... Hmmmm... What other housework have I not done before?

Wait, hold on a sec. The more I say about this, the more I see myself going through a maid course instead of learning the ways of being a housewife. What the frigging hell!

Alright. Enough ranting.

I've got a meeting to go to tomorrow.

In school.

X