Today is going to be a great day for you, Christy-Bell, especially where your love life is concerned! It is likely that you have been a bit unsure about where you stand in your current relationship. Today you will be relieved to discover just how much you are loved. Of course, as we see it, what's not to love? You have many attributes. It's no wonder you have a suitor for every one of them.
ok, that sounds good, except i didn't have a very good day aside from the fact that my exams are just over. i made another silly mistake of the century - by not reading the instructions. haiz. i should've been familiar with such processes by now, but i'm not. whoever had heard of writing workings for MCQ papers?! it's just unfathomable. definitely not in my instinct. now i just pray that i can still get marks for my unruly handwriting and seeming working kind of workings. i absolutely DO NOT want to retake this module, especially since i have already estimated a year to go, and 1 more module is just gonna take me another semestre AND drag my gpa. sighs...
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
1) screwing up my online exchange application
what i thought i did:
submitted the online application.
what i actually did:
submitted the online application in a drunken stupor. hence, it was actually not submitted at all. i was imagining things.
how did i realise what i actually did:
had a teeny 'interview' session with my prof regarding the testimonials required for this exchange. he did not receive any emails for my application to write a testimonial. so that means i had NOT submitted it at all. great.
so what i seek to resolve issue:
called person-in-charge (office of international relations). she was kind enough to send me an offline version to fill in, although she told me i did not seem keen to join in the exchange. (that's the last thing you want to hear... no interest means you're not gonna be picked for the exchange)
and the outcome:
i sent the offline application.
2) screwing up my offline application
what i thought i did:
sent the offline application the day after i received it.
what i actually did:
put the application in my draft folder.
how did i realise what i actually did:
one week later, trying to clean my mails... and voila! 'why is it still in my drafts box?'
so what i seek to resolve issue:
immediately emailed and called same person up. she says they were having some meetings and were busy the entire week. did not have time to check through the applications. so i can still send mine in. phew.
and the outcome:
expected. i didn't get my rikkyo. they offered my second choice, APU, but i have to stay there till jan. that means more school fees (money-minded, wickedly scheming school), later-than-planned graduation. oh well, guess i'll try the next semester.
3) screwing up my community service
what i thought i did:
burning up my weekends, giving to the poor, showering love to the people
what i actually did:
sell tshirts. merchandise. basically profiteering out of silat's world championship. or rather, helping some organisation to profit, since the money doesn't go to me. just to get the hours, yeah?
how did i realise what i actually did:
received an email saying 'hey, your cip hours would not be recognised cos you didn't do so-and-so-and-so...'
so what i seek to resolve issue:
ok, so i didn't sign up officially for it. i didn't submit indemnity form. so that's 2 major boo-boos. went to the office of community service, spoke to 2 representatives from there. had an hour plus of intensive interrogation in between interruptions from my dearest friend, who had exchanged her bag with me cos her bad looked too unpresentable for an interview and now she wants her bag back (try tongue twisting that, my fingers almost crossed). oh joy. finally agreed to let me have my well-deserved 38 hours if i repent by doing another day-cip. better than nothing...
and the outcome:
haven't found my cip. will continue this saga after the exams.
4) exams clashing with phantom of the opera
what i thought i did:
checked my time table, made sure i was available on that day so i can finish my exams and watch the concert.
what i actually did:
i probably imagined doing all that.
how did i realise what i actually did:
woke up this morning. 'hey why is my 14th april marked?'... 'oh it's phantom of the opera... 2-4pm'... 'wait, ain't i supposed to have my business process paper on 14th april, 130-430pm?' GREAT.
so what i seek to resolve issue:
-emailed my prof. hey i spent $100 bucks on this thing, prebooked it last year, please let me have the paper earlier??? 'that's not a good enough reason to convince the register's -it's registrar, prof- office.' expected. i'll just try to beg and beg. see how.
-called up sistic. it clashes with my exams, can you please let me change the date and time?!? MAY approve appeal. but even if they have the seats available for me to change now, i may not actually get the seats if it gets taken up by the time the appeal is approved.
-find someone to exchange with me. hi, may i know who is kind enough???
and the outcome:
still pending. i just finished calling the person in between my mom calling me and me calling my sister to ask for the booker's details (i wasn't the one who booked the tickets you know).
5) retype retype retype
for my exchange application:
filled in my application, submitted and --> connection error. so filled in application, submitted and --> connection error. yes, thank you very much, that's why i can remember what i filled in already.
for my testimonials:
filled in the necessary questions prof wanted to write me a testimonial. thought i sent it. not in my sent box. oh great. it must be my connection error. so i write it again. not in my drafts either. great! prof says he didn't receive it at all! let's write it a third time.
for this blog post:
filled in my list of misfortunate misfortune. clicked 'save'. 'oopsy! you do not have the permission!' <--seriously, what's that!!! why do i need permission to blog in my own bebo?!?!?! so i have to retype all this shit and yet again remind myself of my miserable plight. and i'm so gonna copy and paste this somewhere first before the same warning comes out again. you know this got through if you see it posted now. and i will only have to write this TWICE.
what i thought i did:
submitted the online application.
what i actually did:
submitted the online application in a drunken stupor. hence, it was actually not submitted at all. i was imagining things.
how did i realise what i actually did:
had a teeny 'interview' session with my prof regarding the testimonials required for this exchange. he did not receive any emails for my application to write a testimonial. so that means i had NOT submitted it at all. great.
so what i seek to resolve issue:
called person-in-charge (office of international relations). she was kind enough to send me an offline version to fill in, although she told me i did not seem keen to join in the exchange. (that's the last thing you want to hear... no interest means you're not gonna be picked for the exchange)
and the outcome:
i sent the offline application.
2) screwing up my offline application
what i thought i did:
sent the offline application the day after i received it.
what i actually did:
put the application in my draft folder.
how did i realise what i actually did:
one week later, trying to clean my mails... and voila! 'why is it still in my drafts box?'
so what i seek to resolve issue:
immediately emailed and called same person up. she says they were having some meetings and were busy the entire week. did not have time to check through the applications. so i can still send mine in. phew.
and the outcome:
expected. i didn't get my rikkyo. they offered my second choice, APU, but i have to stay there till jan. that means more school fees (money-minded, wickedly scheming school), later-than-planned graduation. oh well, guess i'll try the next semester.
3) screwing up my community service
what i thought i did:
burning up my weekends, giving to the poor, showering love to the people
what i actually did:
sell tshirts. merchandise. basically profiteering out of silat's world championship. or rather, helping some organisation to profit, since the money doesn't go to me. just to get the hours, yeah?
how did i realise what i actually did:
received an email saying 'hey, your cip hours would not be recognised cos you didn't do so-and-so-and-so...'
so what i seek to resolve issue:
ok, so i didn't sign up officially for it. i didn't submit indemnity form. so that's 2 major boo-boos. went to the office of community service, spoke to 2 representatives from there. had an hour plus of intensive interrogation in between interruptions from my dearest friend, who had exchanged her bag with me cos her bad looked too unpresentable for an interview and now she wants her bag back (try tongue twisting that, my fingers almost crossed). oh joy. finally agreed to let me have my well-deserved 38 hours if i repent by doing another day-cip. better than nothing...
and the outcome:
haven't found my cip. will continue this saga after the exams.
4) exams clashing with phantom of the opera
what i thought i did:
checked my time table, made sure i was available on that day so i can finish my exams and watch the concert.
what i actually did:
i probably imagined doing all that.
how did i realise what i actually did:
woke up this morning. 'hey why is my 14th april marked?'... 'oh it's phantom of the opera... 2-4pm'... 'wait, ain't i supposed to have my business process paper on 14th april, 130-430pm?' GREAT.
so what i seek to resolve issue:
-emailed my prof. hey i spent $100 bucks on this thing, prebooked it last year, please let me have the paper earlier??? 'that's not a good enough reason to convince the register's -it's registrar, prof- office.' expected. i'll just try to beg and beg. see how.
-called up sistic. it clashes with my exams, can you please let me change the date and time?!? MAY approve appeal. but even if they have the seats available for me to change now, i may not actually get the seats if it gets taken up by the time the appeal is approved.
-find someone to exchange with me. hi, may i know who is kind enough???
and the outcome:
still pending. i just finished calling the person in between my mom calling me and me calling my sister to ask for the booker's details (i wasn't the one who booked the tickets you know).
5) retype retype retype
for my exchange application:
filled in my application, submitted and --> connection error. so filled in application, submitted and --> connection error. yes, thank you very much, that's why i can remember what i filled in already.
for my testimonials:
filled in the necessary questions prof wanted to write me a testimonial. thought i sent it. not in my sent box. oh great. it must be my connection error. so i write it again. not in my drafts either. great! prof says he didn't receive it at all! let's write it a third time.
for this blog post:
filled in my list of misfortunate misfortune. clicked 'save'. 'oopsy! you do not have the permission!' <--seriously, what's that!!! why do i need permission to blog in my own bebo?!?!?! so i have to retype all this shit and yet again remind myself of my miserable plight. and i'm so gonna copy and paste this somewhere first before the same warning comes out again. you know this got through if you see it posted now. and i will only have to write this TWICE.
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Within Temptation - What Have You Done
Would you mind if I hurt you?
Understand that I need to
Wish that I had other choices
than to harm the one I love
What have you done now!
I know I’d better stop trying
You know that there’s no denying
I won’t show mercy on you now
I know, should stop believing
I know, there’s no retrieving
It’s over now, what have you done?
What have you done now!
I , I’ve been waiting for someone like you
But now you are slipping away ...oh
Why, why does fate make us suffer?
There’s a curse between us, between me and you
What have you done! What have you done!
What have you done! What have you done!
What have you done now!
What have you done! What have you done!
What have you done! What have you done!
What have you done now!
Would you mind if I killed you?
Would you mind if I tried to?
Cause you have turned into my worst enemy
You carry hate that I don’t feel
It’s over now
What you done?
What have you done now!
I , I’ve been waiting for someone like you
But now you are slipping away...oh What have you done now!
Why, why does fate make us suffer?
There’s a curse between us, between me and you
What have you done! What have you done!
What have you done! What have you done!
What have you done now!
What have you done! What have you done!
What have you done! What have you done!
What have you done now!
What have you done now, What have you done?...
I will not fall, won’t let it go
We will be free when it ends
I, I’ve been waiting for someone like you
But now you are slipping away ...oh What have you done now!
Why, why does fate make us suffer
There’s a curse between us, between me and you
I, I’ve been waiting for someone like you
But now you are slipping away ...oh What have you done now!
Why, why does fate make us suffer
There’s a curse between us, between me and you
Would you mind if I hurt you?
Understand that I need to
Wish that I had other choices
than to harm the one I love
What have you done now!
I know I’d better stop trying
You know that there’s no denying
I won’t show mercy on you now
I know, should stop believing
I know, there’s no retrieving
It’s over now, what have you done?
What have you done now!
I , I’ve been waiting for someone like you
But now you are slipping away ...oh
Why, why does fate make us suffer?
There’s a curse between us, between me and you
What have you done! What have you done!
What have you done! What have you done!
What have you done now!
What have you done! What have you done!
What have you done! What have you done!
What have you done now!
Would you mind if I killed you?
Would you mind if I tried to?
Cause you have turned into my worst enemy
You carry hate that I don’t feel
It’s over now
What you done?
What have you done now!
I , I’ve been waiting for someone like you
But now you are slipping away...oh What have you done now!
Why, why does fate make us suffer?
There’s a curse between us, between me and you
What have you done! What have you done!
What have you done! What have you done!
What have you done now!
What have you done! What have you done!
What have you done! What have you done!
What have you done now!
What have you done now, What have you done?...
I will not fall, won’t let it go
We will be free when it ends
I, I’ve been waiting for someone like you
But now you are slipping away ...oh What have you done now!
Why, why does fate make us suffer
There’s a curse between us, between me and you
I, I’ve been waiting for someone like you
But now you are slipping away ...oh What have you done now!
Why, why does fate make us suffer
There’s a curse between us, between me and you
An event that you might not even be aware of, Christy-Bell, could trigger the release of some long-buried emotions from the past. Images you thought you'd forgotten could emerge from your unconscious. Don't be surprised if you even shed a few tears, and then chide yourself for being ridiculous. Don't! This is a healthy development, and could result in your feeling as if a ten-ton weight had been lifted off your shoulders. Relax, let it come, and go with the flow.
well... probably tears of happiness.
well... probably tears of happiness.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Monday, March 26, 2007
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Sixpence None the Richer - Still Burning
you are still burning
the flame that is turning
my smoldering ash into a bird
so stay close my brother
I couldn't stand the loss
you are the bridge of action
I need you to help me cross
I need you to help me
Chorus:
so when you break
my arms I'll take hold of you
I know your hearts a hand that takes hold of me
my hand that is breaking
is the hand that is making
all the dead things in me grow
a gift of a holy loss
this burning at the dross
so when you break
my arms I'll take hold of you
I know your hearts a hand that takes hold of me
Bridge:
why do you set out to break the one thing
the one thing that I have to give
its hard to believe that I could
that I should begin again
but I know you heart is a hand
so when I break
your arms you'll take hold of me
you know my hearts a hand that takes hold of you
so when you break
my arms I'll take hold of you
I know your hearts a hand that takes hold of me
so when you break
my arms I'll take hold of you
I know your hearts a hand that takes hold of me
you are still burning
the flame that is turning
my smoldering ash into a bird
so stay close my brother
I couldn't stand the loss
you are the bridge of action
I need you to help me cross
I need you to help me
Chorus:
so when you break
my arms I'll take hold of you
I know your hearts a hand that takes hold of me
my hand that is breaking
is the hand that is making
all the dead things in me grow
a gift of a holy loss
this burning at the dross
so when you break
my arms I'll take hold of you
I know your hearts a hand that takes hold of me
Bridge:
why do you set out to break the one thing
the one thing that I have to give
its hard to believe that I could
that I should begin again
but I know you heart is a hand
so when I break
your arms you'll take hold of me
you know my hearts a hand that takes hold of you
so when you break
my arms I'll take hold of you
I know your hearts a hand that takes hold of me
so when you break
my arms I'll take hold of you
I know your hearts a hand that takes hold of me
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
mere exposure effect
-when shown something positive or neutral, the more you get exposed to that something, the more positive feelings you have towards it.
i.e. +ve / 0 >>>> ++++++ve
-when shown something negative, the more you get exposed to that something, the more negative feelings you have towards it.
i.e. -ve >>>>> -----ve
where >>>> = no. of exposures.
hence, when you are feeling depressed, the more you keep to yourself and think ab0ut how depressed you are, the more depressed you get.
that is how people fall into slumps.
so if you're happy and the more you think about it, the more you smile foolishly to yourself.
-when shown something positive or neutral, the more you get exposed to that something, the more positive feelings you have towards it.
i.e. +ve / 0 >>>> ++++++ve
-when shown something negative, the more you get exposed to that something, the more negative feelings you have towards it.
i.e. -ve >>>>> -----ve
where >>>> = no. of exposures.
hence, when you are feeling depressed, the more you keep to yourself and think ab0ut how depressed you are, the more depressed you get.
that is how people fall into slumps.
so if you're happy and the more you think about it, the more you smile foolishly to yourself.
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
happy valentine's day to everyone~
how refreshing, to be able to spend it with a few buddies this year :D shopping! just before the new year. yay~
i'm glad all my midterms and stuff are over. finally can enjoy myself. skipped kendo yesterday. haiz. why am i the only one getting reprimanded for that... urghh... can't i at least relax for a while... maybe i should've went and whack my anger away eh. rather than stay home, eat and get fat. oh well. at least i learnt something useful yesterday.
i think i should increase my demand: 9999 kawasaki roses!!
let's see, i took an hour to do 1, so that's about 10,000 hours = 416days = 1.141 years.
patience, people, patience.
how refreshing, to be able to spend it with a few buddies this year :D shopping! just before the new year. yay~
i'm glad all my midterms and stuff are over. finally can enjoy myself. skipped kendo yesterday. haiz. why am i the only one getting reprimanded for that... urghh... can't i at least relax for a while... maybe i should've went and whack my anger away eh. rather than stay home, eat and get fat. oh well. at least i learnt something useful yesterday.
i think i should increase my demand: 9999 kawasaki roses!!
let's see, i took an hour to do 1, so that's about 10,000 hours = 416days = 1.141 years.
patience, people, patience.
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Today, you may understand the deeper meaning of the values of your milieu, Christy-Bell. You will gain understanding of your parents' past, as well as of the motivations of your grandparents and other people in your family. This may be a very big day for digging deeper into your roots. And you will benefit greatly from this profound new understanding of your past.
woah. maybe i really was born from a rubbish bin, like my mom says. then i shouldn't dig deeper eh.
woah. maybe i really was born from a rubbish bin, like my mom says. then i shouldn't dig deeper eh.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
a little pain
作詞: OLIVIA・Masumi Kawamura
作曲: Hiroo Yamaguchi
Travel to the moon
君は眠り 夢を解く
誰もいない 星の光 操りながら
強くなるため 忘れた笑顔
きっと二人なら 取り戻す
* 気づいて
I'm here waiting for you
今とは違う未来があっても
I'm here waitng for you
叫び続けて
きっと心は つなぐ糸をたぐってる
あの頃の私 目を覚ますように
no need to cry
Travel in silence
手をのばせば 触れるのに
君は遠い
それは 思い出の中のこと
声が聞こえる 目を閉じれば
小さな痛みさえ いとしくて
見つめて
I'm here waiting for you
風に吹かれ 一人迷っても
I'm here waiting for you
空を見上げて
ずっと心は 手を広げて守ってる
あの頃の君が 振り返るまで
no need to cry
(Feel something Feel nothing
Listen closely Listen closely)
Wide open ears
Disarm the dream tickler
In the constant moment
(You will find me Where it's quiet
Listen closely Listen closely)
Let the blood flow
Through all the spaces
Of the universe
* repeat
i'm starting to think i ain't good at anything.
eventhough i've tried to convince myself.
you know what? your powerpoint sucks.
the colour appears all wrong. don't you know by now that you should have adjusted your background according to what would be reflected on screen? can't you even test it first? you should know people don't like complicated formulas and mathematical procedures appearing. no long sentences. we don't want to read it, we don't even understand it. your animations are distracting. your background is too colourful. we don't get what you mean. you suck. your presentation sucks. and stop stuttering because we won't know what you're trying to get at.
oh, by the way, you really can't draw.
you don't have the proportions. they don't balance. they still look like primary schools. you can't even copy well. why should you pride yourself on imitating a drawing? there's no real skill in that. and the worst thing is, you can't colour! there's no point in doing black and white these days, especially if they are not a good black and white anyway. you try to shade, but they just don't look as good as the real thing. you try to 'anime'-lise your characters, but they are just not cute. you tried but you failed.
you can't sing or act for nuts.
you go out of tune, you can't sing high enough even if you have long ago believed so. you have a really terrible voice. and you try to sound it out by the weird joke-y noises. huh. you're just lousy. you are expressionless. i feel hair standing just seeing your actions. you're trying too hard. you can't do it.
your experiences measure up to nothing.
in the end you still can't do anything, and you forget everything. why do you do so much for? they just don't matter in the end.
stop. wallowing. in. self. pity.
eventhough i've tried to convince myself.
you know what? your powerpoint sucks.
the colour appears all wrong. don't you know by now that you should have adjusted your background according to what would be reflected on screen? can't you even test it first? you should know people don't like complicated formulas and mathematical procedures appearing. no long sentences. we don't want to read it, we don't even understand it. your animations are distracting. your background is too colourful. we don't get what you mean. you suck. your presentation sucks. and stop stuttering because we won't know what you're trying to get at.
oh, by the way, you really can't draw.
you don't have the proportions. they don't balance. they still look like primary schools. you can't even copy well. why should you pride yourself on imitating a drawing? there's no real skill in that. and the worst thing is, you can't colour! there's no point in doing black and white these days, especially if they are not a good black and white anyway. you try to shade, but they just don't look as good as the real thing. you try to 'anime'-lise your characters, but they are just not cute. you tried but you failed.
you can't sing or act for nuts.
you go out of tune, you can't sing high enough even if you have long ago believed so. you have a really terrible voice. and you try to sound it out by the weird joke-y noises. huh. you're just lousy. you are expressionless. i feel hair standing just seeing your actions. you're trying too hard. you can't do it.
your experiences measure up to nothing.
in the end you still can't do anything, and you forget everything. why do you do so much for? they just don't matter in the end.
stop. wallowing. in. self. pity.
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
how does it feel to be awake at the time you're supposed to be sleeping, worrying about that 2.5 marks you got taken away needlessly?
well, not just that.
for example,
the below average i.e. quiz.
the misinterpretation of my interview question.
running away from my internship talk and feeling like a thief afterwards.
not being able to contribute for my b.p. project.
being left out in my m.r. project.
passing by a person i really want to say hello to.
seeing someone pretending not to see you.
trying to agree to everything but finding that you can't accomplish anything.
finishing something fast and making lots of mistakes in it.
feeling like everyone's laughing at you.
feeling desperate.
feeling like running away from everything.
feeling like everyone shouldn't really believe in me.
letting everyone down.
that i can't keep up anymore. lagging behind. seeing the backs of people shrinking.
being someone you're not.
keeping up appearances.
having no one to understand.
being ashamed to talk about it.
tired, and yet unwilling to admit it. because you once said it. and so did you. and now, you.
as your face burns up, and you just want to shrink into nothingness as your eyes well up. time and again, you just can't help it.
not wanting anyone to notice.
wanting someone to notice.
having me giving up on myself.
and my stinking feet. smell of souring.
wanting to tear, but you can't afford to reapply that cream. what a joke.
having a mess on your table. ants crawling around, but too lazy to reorganise and clean up.
ants crawling around your bag, wherever you go.
blood spilling everytime you visit the loo.
blemishes on my face.
fats on my arms and tummy.
wanting to look good and slim down. but still continue to eat.
wanting to get something, yet don't want it at the same time.
mistreating someone who deserves better.
and erasing everything here.
well, not just that.
for example,
the below average i.e. quiz.
the misinterpretation of my interview question.
running away from my internship talk and feeling like a thief afterwards.
not being able to contribute for my b.p. project.
being left out in my m.r. project.
passing by a person i really want to say hello to.
seeing someone pretending not to see you.
trying to agree to everything but finding that you can't accomplish anything.
finishing something fast and making lots of mistakes in it.
feeling like everyone's laughing at you.
feeling desperate.
feeling like running away from everything.
feeling like everyone shouldn't really believe in me.
letting everyone down.
that i can't keep up anymore. lagging behind. seeing the backs of people shrinking.
being someone you're not.
keeping up appearances.
having no one to understand.
being ashamed to talk about it.
tired, and yet unwilling to admit it. because you once said it. and so did you. and now, you.
as your face burns up, and you just want to shrink into nothingness as your eyes well up. time and again, you just can't help it.
not wanting anyone to notice.
wanting someone to notice.
having me giving up on myself.
and my stinking feet. smell of souring.
wanting to tear, but you can't afford to reapply that cream. what a joke.
having a mess on your table. ants crawling around, but too lazy to reorganise and clean up.
ants crawling around your bag, wherever you go.
blood spilling everytime you visit the loo.
blemishes on my face.
fats on my arms and tummy.
wanting to look good and slim down. but still continue to eat.
wanting to get something, yet don't want it at the same time.
mistreating someone who deserves better.
and erasing everything here.
oh ya, please refer to below-mentioned post for reasons to:
not going home for dinner for every other day
going home for dinner on tuesday
not going out to shop
not going to kendo
not going to part-time job
sleeping late and waking up early (actually this doesn't really require a reason)
bahh.
whatever.
please add to the list.
not going home for dinner for every other day
going home for dinner on tuesday
not going out to shop
not going to kendo
not going to part-time job
sleeping late and waking up early (actually this doesn't really require a reason)
bahh.
whatever.
please add to the list.
do i have a common face?
i had a high school friend telling me that 'i' appeared in a driving centre. (i just fired my instructor, won't be appearing there anytime soon anyway) - i was in school.
and yesterday, a primary school friend claims that 'i' appeared at orchard. phew, luckily you didn't ask her if she was me - i was at home.
mahhh
am waiting for xm to finish her career consultation. arghhh i'm screwed i'm screwed!!!!!
i had 3 tests in a row!! let's derive joy from poor old me's wonderfully exciting schedule:
monday: finance quiz, bp homework due, ft interview recording (and i so totally blew it)
tuesday: i.e. quiz (below average standing... oh well i must be getting stupid)
wednesday: consumer behaviour quiz (why did i think it was gonna be simple... huh.), oh shit xm just reminded me that i have an internship talk. and i have my bp meeting today. the woes of poor planning.
thursday: oh yay! i'm gonna skip my part time job.
friday: marketing research quiz
saturday: (and i'm skipping kendo for the 3rd consecutive time. i feel so bad. i want to sing kbox today though)
sunday: business process midterm (holy, CHEERS, i got a test on a sunday.)
monday: finance midterm (man i love my schedule.)
tuesday: -i pray there won't be any more shocks to come-
i had a high school friend telling me that 'i' appeared in a driving centre. (i just fired my instructor, won't be appearing there anytime soon anyway) - i was in school.
and yesterday, a primary school friend claims that 'i' appeared at orchard. phew, luckily you didn't ask her if she was me - i was at home.
mahhh
am waiting for xm to finish her career consultation. arghhh i'm screwed i'm screwed!!!!!
i had 3 tests in a row!! let's derive joy from poor old me's wonderfully exciting schedule:
monday: finance quiz, bp homework due, ft interview recording (and i so totally blew it)
tuesday: i.e. quiz (below average standing... oh well i must be getting stupid)
wednesday: consumer behaviour quiz (why did i think it was gonna be simple... huh.), oh shit xm just reminded me that i have an internship talk. and i have my bp meeting today. the woes of poor planning.
thursday: oh yay! i'm gonna skip my part time job.
friday: marketing research quiz
saturday: (and i'm skipping kendo for the 3rd consecutive time. i feel so bad. i want to sing kbox today though)
sunday: business process midterm (holy, CHEERS, i got a test on a sunday.)
monday: finance midterm (man i love my schedule.)
tuesday: -i pray there won't be any more shocks to come-
Thursday, January 11, 2007
?属天使
☆作?:施人?☆?曲:??淳☆
☆作曲:Tank☆
☆主唱:Tank☆
我不会怪你 ?我的?装
天使在人?是?藏好翅膀
人?愚蠢?莽而你??善良
怎能?你 ?了我被碰?
小小的手掌 厚厚的温暖
你?能平?我不安的夜?
不敢想的梦想 透?你的眼光
我才看? 它原来在前方
没有?能把你?离我身旁
你是我的 ?属天使
唯我能独占
没有?能取代你在我心上
?有一个 ?属天使
我哪里?需要 ?的愿望
小小的手掌 大大的力量
我一定也会 像你一??翔
你想去的地方 就是我的方向
有我保? 笑容尽管??
没有?能把你?离我身旁
你是我的 ?属天使
唯我能独占
没有?能取代你在我心上
?有一个 ?属天使
我哪里?需要 ?的愿望
要不是你出?
我一定?在沉睡
?望的以? 生命只有?夜
没有?能把你?离我身旁
你是我的 ?属天使
唯我能独占
没有?能取代你在我心上
?有一个 ?属天使
我哪里?需要 ?的愿望
☆作?:施人?☆?曲:??淳☆
☆作曲:Tank☆
☆主唱:Tank☆
我不会怪你 ?我的?装
天使在人?是?藏好翅膀
人?愚蠢?莽而你??善良
怎能?你 ?了我被碰?
小小的手掌 厚厚的温暖
你?能平?我不安的夜?
不敢想的梦想 透?你的眼光
我才看? 它原来在前方
没有?能把你?离我身旁
你是我的 ?属天使
唯我能独占
没有?能取代你在我心上
?有一个 ?属天使
我哪里?需要 ?的愿望
小小的手掌 大大的力量
我一定也会 像你一??翔
你想去的地方 就是我的方向
有我保? 笑容尽管??
没有?能把你?离我身旁
你是我的 ?属天使
唯我能独占
没有?能取代你在我心上
?有一个 ?属天使
我哪里?需要 ?的愿望
要不是你出?
我一定?在沉睡
?望的以? 生命只有?夜
没有?能把你?离我身旁
你是我的 ?属天使
唯我能独占
没有?能取代你在我心上
?有一个 ?属天使
我哪里?需要 ?的愿望