In-tray now, make-up box next

In a sudden spurt of restlessness, I’m beginning to make boxes (leave the worrying about luggage till later!). This wednesday I plan to make a bag – and accompanying pencil case – for class. Let’s hope my books won’t be too big! will post pictures when done

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When I think about the things that I will need (want) to get when I get back to Boston, I will be pulled up short by the glum pile of bills that will need attending – that I keep forgetting when I start to dream about new winter jackets. sans michelin man padding. My AT&T bill. wince. The $18 I owe my school because of wire charges. The $350++ that constitutes my semester’s texts. wince wince. And little things like paying for laundry, hotel charges, taxi charges… did i mention I wanted to get a fridge and haul a rice cooker from back home? <- this doesn’t seem possible anymore.

Regardless of my plans in 3, or 2 and a half weeks, let me share with you my achievement of the day. I am somewhat proud of it. even though i feel like a turtle for bending my back for the whole day. I’ll make something else when I get more cloth!

Now the question is how to bring it over there???

because today

Happy moment: when ma, kor, qiao and I were huddled around a tiny iphone blasting a ragdoll into the scribbly unknown, hoping to hit a little red bullseye to get to the next level.

Unhappy … :  when the cards i made for them are stored into a closed cupboard! They’re made to be shown to the world poor lil’ things *sheds tears for cards*

EDIT!!: He smiled and said it’s pretty! Oh, made my day. aih i’m such an easy person to please. but happiness happiness!

Edit x2: (typed to xin but garnered no reply because it’s 4am there and she’s obviously asleep) there’s some sort of weird brother-worship i have in my system. why do i have an urge to jump and laugh and hug people when kor likes the things i do -__-

*jumps and laughs and hugs imaginary things around me*

Embarrassing Fact

I squeal and laugh and jump around my room when I read or encounter something that makes me act that way. Imagine that!

i woke up at 3pm today

URGH.

i wonder if it’s futile, wishing and looking for love to come one day. I want to be so beautiful to my man that i will be enough for him. so that i don’t have to suffer agonizing over others. apparently i’m a hurt little lamb who pretends to be okay. did u know that’s why i hated all of them? because they remind me of hurt. that long deep scar that never healed. 

because to me, love is not having to compete…

Funny Daddy Moment

There was a knock and a slight crash on my bedroom door – the sound it makes as someone outside tries to open it when it’s locked. As it is 1.30am, I knew only one person would be doing that, thus I jumped out of my chair and opened it. Daddy looked the way he looks past midnight, slightly dazed and grumpy (then again, he looks grumpy all the time!) and he muttered something about checking if I’m home.

So, as per usual, I go up to him for a hug. He smiles and returns my hug. Both of us move in unison and simultaneously give each other’s butt a couple of smacks. And together, laugh.

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little note

A broken nail is irritating.

And I have to endure it for the next 24 hourss!!!!!

But I’m typing from the airport (and the internet connection costs $8 haih) and i’m coming home – won’t be able to rest till Sunday as i’ll be busy on Friday and Saturday.

Wrote an article for Star about studying abroad! Please keep it for me if you see it

the usual complaints at the dawn of finals

Today promises to be another sleepless haul – slaving away (in the laundry room for now) for the 5pm due date tomorrow. Since I have class at 4, this means the paper must be in earlier. I aim for it to reach his inbox by the morning, however. Classes begin at 11.30am and I can’t afford to, nor do I want to, skip any of my last days. So there

Then I have my accumulated journal assignments for the 4pm class! Oh woe is my workload. Thursday is the tentative date for my last presentation for Research Writing class, after which there’s only a simple essay to complete and the assignments for that class will be done (I hope we get our research papers back tomorrow. Crosses fingers for the A though I doubt I’ll get it). Next week out of 4 subjects only two of them have final tests, whereas for the other two all we have to do is show up… or not if you really don’t want to

I finally understand what people really mean when they pant out the words ‘finals week.’ Intense is not even a word that could begin to describe the amount of stress and tension you continuously go through in the final 2-3 weeks in college. My body clock is utterly screwed again so much that I might not even be jetlagged when I get back home :O but I’m probably better off than others since I neither use caffeine nor pills to keep myself awake!

But I should throw myself back into the fray. Till the next time!