Wednesday, May 30, 2007

i've been thinking...
i need to search for something that belongs to me... something that's original and belongs to me...

a niche that belongs to me...

it's not just about studying social policy, studying economics, studying stats and maths...

there's so much in this world that is left untouched and i want to find something that belongs to me...

a design, a template, a model, a creation

.me.

Friday, May 25, 2007

focusing..

i like the way i can focus really hard and get things done recently! i like the silence and calmness in my mind. it makes me feel powerful, like i can achieve anything i want.

and thanks to my roomie Phyllis who is always creating such a din while watching shows on her laptop, i've mastered the art of shutting distractions out when i want to and focus on whatever i am doing. haha! no, i'm not bitching about phyllis, this is all part of hall life with a roomie! and i'm thankful that it's phyllis and not some crazy club trotting angmoh.. and phyllis is great as a roomie!

ooh.. work on girl! it just goes to prove that i'm as good as any one else can be, but i have not fully harnessed my potential! but i'm working on it and i think i can see the light!

Thursday, May 24, 2007

frustration

everyone's done with exams.
except me.

everyone's going home.
except me.

Sunday, May 20, 2007

s.u.n.d.a.y.s

Sunday is an important day of the week.

Sunday back at home meant tv with dad in the morning, big often greasy hearty brunches with mom and dad, dating in the afternoon, going back home late and getting reprimanded for almost missing dinner in the evening.

Sunday in London means reading texts, watching the bright blue sky with blindingly white clouds outside my window, wondering if i should have Sunday roast, fussing about groceries for the coming week, listening to Five for Fighting with a contented smile on my face, wondering what the coming week will bring me, contemplating life, attempting to swim in my bed, biting imaginary marshmallows in the air, yakking away with Phyllis, missing the tv mornings with dad, missing the joy that the big often greasy hearty brunches with mom and dad brings, missing the feeling of giving my heart to my date in the afternoon, missing the amusement and slight irritation i get from seeing my mom's angry face when i get home late.

I like Sundays back home and Sundays in London.
but for now, i can't wait for tv with dad in the morning and the big often greasy hearty brunches with mom and dad!!!!

I'll be home soon! Sundays back at home! here i come! :)

one year ago...

ONE year ago, i was going through the process of admitting myself into NTU business, making resolutions to mug till my ass falls off.

ONE year on, i'm in london mugging for the once-a-year exams. and I'm studying in LSE, which apparently is a tough uni to get in. hmm.. i should really count my blessings. I'm not saying that it was easy for me to get into LSE, having faced many rejections for the more supposedly 'functional' courses, it's just that it seemed like i got into LSE by a stroke of luck or maybe because no other Singaporeans were competing with me for a place in Social Policy! Haha! but hello! i kinda like social policy! it's special, even if it may be irrelevant to Singapore but heck! i revel in the process of learning about the 3 worlds of welfare capitalism, about NHS, about education blar blar blar! and now, even if you were to give me a chance to switch to BSc Economics, i think i might just forgo it! :)

Shimmie thinks shimmie might get a 2:1 this year but Shimmie still has a shot at first... cos i still have 2 essay papers and half a unit to go! so work on shimmie! at least towards a 2:1! no, i'm not a grade obsessed freak, just that i do want to have a good end to a good year! maybe i still dont want it that badly (Shimmie always loses steam after a while, which is a weakness that she succumbs to all the time), but yes, i do want it. so steady girl! all the way!

Shimmie fears that shimmie might be the only Singaporean among all the Singaporean high-fliers, the scholarship holders, the muggers in LSE, to get a second. ok, my realistic aim is a 2:1 ok? my optimistic goal is a 1:1. hee!