I am less than 24 hours away to The Holidays and I can barely contain the excitement. From this its already obvious I'm no longer studying because my brain is so effing tired from all the cramming of information in the last two days.

But yesterday I felt really guilty! Like I deserved to be tied to some kind of a horse and dragged around fields with snakes or something. I was so bloody lazy that I hardly studied and just kept staring at my notes like they held the meaning to life or something.

And something weird has been happening. Lately I feel like my huge, fatass appetite has decreased drastically that now sometimes I get the full-tummy feeling by just looking at the food even if I just shat.

Today morning I was waiting for the bus in the scorching heat in this asshole of an island called Singapore, and I saw this black cat, lying, literally lying down in the middle of the sidewalk like some beached whale and SLEEPING. How could that BLACK cat tolerate the heat and just sleep so soundly while people were walking by it and the damn cat didn't give a care in the world about them. Sigh... at that moment I wished I could be like that cat. Just don't give a damn and do as you please.

Tomorrow is the last exam and like Nadiah says, I Will Not Lose To A Piece of Paper :)


We live the life of an unfinished novel, still waiting to be written. Depending on how long we live, the longer the chapters. Depending on how interesting we are, the more we appeal to others. We're often judged by our covers. Sometimes, some people decide to just quit reading us. We're just forgotten until someone finds us. Our characters can develop throughout the novel, but our chapters can never be edited.
- Unknown