I am survival

End of exam!! so so happy...At least i am still alive!

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Staring at all these notes
that i had to squeeze into my tiny brain,
My soul departed from my weak body,
I see myself in a place where i can smell and see the nature,
a place where i can smile and shout my heart out.

I am depress,it seems that all my hard work had gone into the drain,
My heart turned sour,i am beginning to give up,
Why? Am i not good enough?
Who can i blame but myself, a loser

2 more to go

2 papers down,
2 more to go .

I have to say that the previous 2 papers were disastrous.I dont expect any good grades for this semester.
*My hope has just been flushed down the toilet bowl.

Countdown

3 more days to the scary exam hall:

01-Thurs
05-Friday
08-Tues
09-Wed

Disenchanted

Another day which full of disappointment- i dont feel like talking and wan to be alone.

In the sea of people,
i picture myself to be the most sorry one,
it is a feeling of self-pity,yes i know
but i cant help it but to feel that way.

Disappointment filled my soul
as i slowly walked thru the graves of the dead sociologists,
somehow i am giving up,no point trying anymore,
it doesn't give me any feeling of gratification but
a sense of hopelessness in this world.

Although deep down i know HE has a purpose,
to put me here and let me struggle like an infant trying to grasp its first breath,
but, i am beginning to psycho myself that it's a the wrong path from the start.

I wan to let go,i wan to leave.
I may regret one day but now,i just cant stand the pressure!

sad :(

I dont understand why did i do badly in my assignments.It was bad,i am utterly disappointed with the grades.hmm..I cant do anything about it now.
Am i giving myself too much pressure?
It's just BAD,SO BAD!!! Stupid.

Sicko family

Everyone is down with flu+fever-unbelievable!!!

*Who wants some peanut butter??FOC

Kitty catty

Another day with all the cats(black,fat and blind)..somehow i love them more and more.Since their mummy is not here,they knock on my door everynite for a pat.It's cute and irritating at the same time.I feel like a nanny looking after all these cats,and they are not embarrass to come in my room,sit below my chair or even jump on my table for some love.Sometimes they will even "talk" to you(but i cant understand their language-only their mummy knows what they really want)
Well,well..looking at all these cats make me laugh at myself.Their silly actions entertain me in this stressful and hectic moment.


*This is Mini-not so mini afterall. He was clinging on my arm in this pic while i was studying so that i could rub his face. "Shiok".He should be called 'Biggie' since he has a round+big tummy hanging below his chest.He's the one my aunt and i picked from the school,half-dead but now superlly active and naughty(always pick up fight with the blind cat).

#Ok .End of story.Time to work........................

Nostalgisch

Looking at Sharon's blog make me feel nostalgic of those times where i can write and read freely.Those were the days where i can write without fear,without the feeling of being judge by anyone.It may sound funny but i wish that i can be a writer someday.This is my dream,it seems absurd to many (even myself )but thats what i wish to be.It may not come true but at least ,i can have the privilege to imagine myself as one in my own little world.
Someone once told me "A person without a dream is like a living corpse".
I was once a living corpse, without any dreams nor aims in life.I sighed when i see the sun in the morning.I wanted so much to be like snow white without a prince so that i could sleep and never wake up.

Life was meaningless back then, but now life is full of love and hope...

**Back to work..to be continue

R.U.N

Striving hard for my final exam.....