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Sunday, April 15, 2007




Was caught up in a couple of things for the past few... weeks? Which explains the lack of updates. Oh dear I have no sense of timing.

Time and again, I caught myself asking others for not just the date, but the month. And racked my brains for the password for this blogger acc and my emails. And found out that I stored the sms for c instead of sending it. She asked me to do her a favour and I completely forgot about it and didn't even reply. It's been more than a month and I don't think she needs my help for that matter anymore. She's probably mad right now and I'm a piece of dead meat. Oh dear.

I don't have the habit of ignoring sms-es. If I don't reply, there are 3 possible reasons:
1. I am pissed with you
2. My hp is on low batt
3. I stored the sms instead of sending it

No.3 is the most likely reason. Do pardon me if it happens.

Another matter now. Very often, I find myself controlling the urge to bring up a totally irrelevant issue in the middle of a heated discussion. As ying says, it is capricorn nature to be random, but let's face it: being random guarrantees leng2 chang3 under all kinds of situations. It also guarrantees the "I can't believe you are saying this now" stare and three stripes rolling down peoples' foreheads. Conclusion: I'll refrain from being random from now onwards. But then again it will probably slip my mind. Ahh nvm.

I stayed at home this weekend with the intend of mugging. As I was abt to hit the books on friday night, nc sms-ed me. The first thought that flashed through my mind was," oh no, there goes my friday night." And true enough, we sms-ed non-stop for a couple of hours (I almost got cramps on my fingers) about pw, sat, and some random stuff. (Sometimes I wonder why we couldn't just talk over the phone or chat online.) Then we both decided that we won't take sat. And I just found out from him that ppl taking cross combis can drop an entire subject!! wth.

Then saturday was spent on volunteering for e-filling of taxes. It's kind of fun actually though it's super exhaustive and you can get lectured for no reason by the occassional weird uncle. So there goes my saturday.

Sunday... was spent idling and trying on some new clothes for my cousins' wedding in more than a month's time. Erm I know that's way too early. Then sunday night was spent advising qx on her latest project. Designing some game for the mnc she's attached to. Typical her larh, still the hardworking chiong-er who puts in 101% in everything she does.

As a result...
Tutorials: Unfinished.
Feeling: sleepy.
HLM: unread (!)
Accomplished: nothing. (Ok larh, kept in touch with nc and qx. If you call that an accomplishment.)

SHEESH.

boo!
10:18 PM