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Monday

just alil entry before i go study.
went for the mno lecture, and it the first and only lecture that i really paid attention! but it's bcuz they were screening the various CQ videos, which were hilarious, if not, they had damn freaking good animation stuff! guess they outsourced it, but the allister in wonderland thing was one fabulous video! aye...actually, all 4 were good, and climaxed at the last one with the "the pacifiers". in that last video...it reminds me of how we lose our ability to cry as we grow older. we listen, but no longer with genuine care. the group got a team member to play the baby, and his cries were damn weird. it's funny, no doubt. but as a child i cried often(yeah, crybaby la...cuz my brother always bully me! is this how i got my eyebags?) and i was whiny when i cried. but when u grow up, pple no longer seek attention through that method anymore, complicated methods evolved. darn. i just hate growing up!

anyways...he was going through about the short survey we did in the beginning of the modules...came across this question, "in 6 years' time, i will...."
my original ans was sth along the line of being a chemical engineer.
i still maintain tt stand...but now, there are so many other things that share equal standing with it now. life is not just about digging ur way through studies, or graduating with a cert whether it says first class honours or second lower, it's not just about that! guess i've chosen the wrong field of studies in the first place, im not an engineering material, i wouldnt have gone to science too.
if i was not so tightly guided by my parents and sis, i think i wld be working now. be it in a bistro or bookshop, i wont be mugging away. i wont be climbing, i will be playing tennis. hah. im always harping on the tennis bit even though im not good at it. aye. it's just a fun game la. maybe i'll get lance to play w me! so sorry that im always not free to play w him during weekends....haha...

wait till i move to my new home next sem...i can play tennis everyday! at least they've got the tennis wall there when i've got no one to play with! yippies....

aye...back to the 6 years thing...somehow my future seems bleak when im now studying. argh. shall go study now. this entry aint tt short. hah

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