Sunday, May 06, 2007 3:33 PM
sad sunday
10.35pm
today i feel miserable. i dunno why.
maybe its because its sunday and the great slack weekend is over with so much work left to do, although tests are over.
maybe its because i argued with my dad in the morning over his computer, which was down. he said it was my fault, i said it wasn't my fault, and ya sort of childish la, but its the principal tt matters here. i mean, i really didn't do anything to his computer la. ok, maybe i helped him install microsoft office onto his com, but hello!! microsoft office la. although i did download it from bittorent i've been using it for donkey years on my com and my com's fine! what the heck.
maybe its because sheng heng PANGSEH ME FOR SECTION OUTING TODAY! argh. den i become the only guy in the group of 4 girls ( jess chung yan cheryl meijun ). junwei also nv go. yishan and kkh dun need to ask la. den always do the girly girly stuff cause one man cannot move the world, similarly, one man cannot sway the decision of 4 girls. seriously, i felt weird and uncomfortable. now i think i know how auntie jessie felt when she was with us 10 other guys during good friday. in the end i left early cause it just wasn't my cup of tea.
maybe its because i sat in the second row during spiderman 3 today. broken necks galore wow! i feel as if i've read on the bus or car or sth. like car-sick. and i feel like i've wasted a lot of time. normally the problem is solved when i do some homework, but i've done work, got stuck, figured it out, got stuck again, and given up, but i still feel like, miserable.
maybe its because i haven't eaten much in 11 hours since breakfast of instant noodles and cheesecake and oreos and bread and nutella and milo and slurpee. i don't know why i'm not eating. maybe its because i feel as if i can't hold anything down anymore.
maybe its because the weekend which held so much promise, which i looked so much forward to wasn't so great after all.
maybe its because i can't find any direction in my life right now, after i got rejected by the flying club due to probably academic problems. i don't know what life holds in store for me, what god has planned out for me, and i'm not ready to face whatever he throws at me. i'm not sure i want to know either. i'd hate a 9-5 job really badly, stuck in a cubicle with nothing to look forward to other than lousy coffee breaks and 2 weeks of vacation a year.
argh. hopefully i'll feel better tmr after some lousy and restless sleep.
something tt might cheer me up: a pic of my lil sis acting spastic
because cider is the elixir of life