Life Expectancy: 65 Years
Claud
An avid collector of your hopes and worries, a romantic at heart.
She thanks her fairies, for blessing her with people who know compassion down to an art.
For accepting her for who she is, who never fails to turn up,
in times of need as well as happiness, or just there for a loving hug.
Monday, September 11, 2006
the pit and the pendulum
The Pit and the Pendulum
starting school wasn't so bad afterall yeah?haha.....it's time to drill man...oh yah, did i mention that teachers give homework like their in demand? serious, no wonder homework is free, because no one is willing or able to buy it....hahaha
today's chem lecture is as noisy as always, like watching a movie you know - surround sound.
the back talking, the front talking, and then occassionally we talk among ourselves. hahaha....so yah, quite distracted, but anyway, nat and me have kinda got used to it. oh yah, there's this girl who "yaks" away like for one hour non-stop....seriously la, these kinda ppl make me want to take up sign language, so that we can talk and not bother others.
so yah, intend to finish math hmwk by today, don't like to give work piled up mentally, prefer to have my file filled up to the brim with hmwk rather than empty without it.
oh yah...handed out invitations to 122!!hahaha....really hope all of them turn up man...haiz...feeling so insecure lahz - psst~ vonk..you can drop by okay? starts at 1pm
while i was on my way home, some things happen and then at this instant there was this DREAD. the events are alittle private and it doesn't really apply to what i'm going to say here.
i don't know if i've read it from somewhere, but dread is one of the worst emotions anyone can get. imagine being stapped onto the hood of the car, and then someone drives from 500m away at the speed of 110km/h, see how you feel la...that wet sweaty palm thing starts coming....and your hair stands. your heart seems to beat so heavily like the next would cost your arteries to tear. yah, i don't know about you, but i get that kinda feeling whenever someone say certain things, because the past affects me still....perhaps from time to time, well...i don't know, even little signs mean alot to me.
it's not anyone's fault. it's what you can call paranoia. you'll never guess it, but i'm paranoid of camps, parties and anyone social events. because i had bad experiences in camps (being bullied, being backstabbed, etc) and parties were never attractive because you're never too sure if ppl liked you at all when they invite you over. yeah, i always get this feeling i'm there to be the wallpaper, so many times my self-fulfilling prophecies came true.
ah....so i've decided to invite the people that i care about. don't be mistaken when i don't invite you okay? it's not because i have anything against you, it's because when you invite people over, it's good to consider how one can mix with another and not invite them just for the sake of numbers. yah....it's called being a tactful host.
hahaha....just realised very few people will realise how my title fits...
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