ephemeral existence

Will you kill me if I change my blog address again?

 Heh. Lalalalalalalalala.

The light at the end of the tunnel.

I am seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.

Last week has been madness with 2 project deadlines back to back. One of which we struggle to complete, i.e. NM4101. The other stresses the hell out of me with the external VC (venture capitalist) presentation, i.e. TR3002.

My 48 hours of almost-no-sleep extended to 72 and I was reduced to a walking zombie at the end of Saturday; ONLY to be cheated by Joe to hop down Brewerkz that very night because Geo “has something BIGGGG to announce” which she obviously has none. Idiot. But a very much appreciated effort ’cause I am really glad I met you guys, my fool proof sanity.   

So yepppp!!

I am glad to declare, I survived. In fact, I more than survived. Efforts seem to pay off this semester. I can proudly say till date, I’ve worked my ass off. Settling for mediocrity seems convenient since “everyone is like that in Arts”.  No more.

Other than the pleasant surprise from NM4101 CA group (good job ladiesss!) and putting it in Collin’s words, I got “head-hunted” to do graphic works for two of the VCs after seeing the presentation slides. Heh. Allow me to fan my ego a little. I do take a lot of pride in doing my slides ok?

Presentation slides was good. PRESENTATION WAS GREAT. Our coordinated dressing was excellent. The team was stunning. That’s how TR3002 is wrapped up.

Everything aside, this semester has been madness but I think I’ll never regret this extra year ’cause I’ve proven to myself what I can do if I put myself to it.

Thank you, thank you, thank you to everyone, anything who made this possible.

I’m on the roll.

After 48 hours of close to no sleep, it’s one major project down finally.

Yipppeee.

I hope the efforts pay off. All five of my project mates, including me, crammed up in my room through the entire night to finish what was thought as impossible. 24 hours was all it takes we have to entirely change our findings/discussions/conclusion section. Phew. Thanks for the hard work all, it’s very very much appreciated!

One more major presentation today and I will be more free.

Man, I’m loving this feelinggggg!

Wish me luck for my presentation lataaaa! External VCs will be coming in. Urg. I will put on my best showwwww. Diction, Conviction! Go go goooo!

back to zeng-ing presentation slides

School went mad.

I dread this insanity but it funnily gives me the much needed and much lacking impetus.

Let’s hope I retain this momentum till 4 Dec.

For now, I can’t even breathe without thinking I am wasting time.

It’s that bad.

This is insane.

The crazier thing is, given a second chance, I’ll still chooose to embark on this honours year. 

Gosh, school just made me bonkers.

back to work

Morphing into superwoman

Goodness gracious me!

How do you do three things at once?

I want Sunday to comeeeee, like now.

Random hugs

Random hugs going to random people:

hugs to Yiyi

and

hugs to Ruth

I am sorry there seems like nothing I can do to make things better.

I keep you guys in my heart every single day;
I am only a call away if you ever need me.

double standards

I am a walking double-standard machine.

I don’t appreciate waiting for people; yet I am late 99% of the time.

I don’t appreciate tantrums; yet I am guilty of them at times.

I think that’s karma for me. So would you be pacified, please?

It’s times like these that I need some assurance but ironically, it is the last thing you can get.

People say, actions speak louder than words. I have no doubt about that. However, sometimes, actions need to be supported with words. ’Cause I can read your actions, but I am not too sure I’m reading you right.

I allow myself to be passive. You can take the reign but thing is, I don’t like to be caught off guard. If you get what I mean.

Protective maybe. Cautious perhaps.

And I don’t know why.

Hmm, everything’s okkk! : )

six more weeks

Social life seems to have came to a standstill ever since year 4 sem 1 began.

My life these days revolve around projects, consultations, tutorials and at best, littleredheels and Collin.

In particular, I’ve done so many powerpoint slides I think I am running out of creativity juice (you know that when your slides began to look more or less the same). In fact, I did the slides for EVERY project I’m involved this semester and according to my dear friends, I’ve developed a reputation for my powerpoint slides. Urps. Not such a bad thing.

Six more weeks of madness, and I’ll be as happy as a pig in the mud.

Hanging there. You hang in there too!

Anger is better.

As reality sinks in (i’m abit slow), I’m starting to feel anger. Not overwhelmingly. But at least it eats away the uncalled for sadness, which is good.

And anger is better, ’cause it doesn’t stab at your heart like sadness does.

For a break, Collin and I caught Superbad (a movie) yesterday night. He thinks it’s funny. I think it is stupid, and not even near funny. So here’s my review: save it for a guys’ night out, girls don’t appreciate such humour.

misunderstood.

I am caught in a situation where no one wins.

I am doing things I don’t want to do.

This totally sucks.

But the damage is done.

I hope they understand.

Truthfully, there isn’t an ounce of suspicion for the some of them.

But because you can never be sure, you can only act based on necessity.

Should I be angry? Because all I feel, is sadness and misunderstood.