week 7 lit lecture notes

It's Lit again! That might explain why I'm blogging again. This is getting to be a habit.

Jonathan-the-medicine-senior went to see the F1 race last night. Grandstand. 500 bucks. And he just spent 200+ on NY Phil tix. Can't believe him. Either he's a super saver or super rich. Hmm...

Can't figure him out anyhow. It's a bit hard to figure people out when you haven't really spoken much to them or met them in person.

Even when you have talked at length and met them in person they're still hard to understand. Guys that is. Girls are simple, with few exceptions. For example, this person didn't reply my sms I sent a week ago, but when I met him yesterday in church he smiled so sweetly I almost got chills. Lol. Uber weird.

Lecturer's going on about blue eyes. Kimi-sama has beautiful blue-gray eyes! And so does finnish boy. Hahaha. Kimi-sama~ But he didn't do well yesterday, or on Sat or Fri. >.< He's a lot more eloquent now. I wonder why.

(Lit Lecture- Is making someone poison a dog considered sexual abuse??? I'm missing something in this text!)

Elaine wants to learn knitting?! Ohhhh... hmm. Whai? I really wonder. But I don't think my mom does knitting, I think what she does is croquetting, but I'll ask :) I tried to learn once, but had no patience to continue. It's quite fun though. At least starting out is.

Aiyoh. I think I'm better off getting study notes online. Our lit lecturers never seem to get to the point, but just quote endlessly from the text.

waku waku chu gyu, waku waku chu gyu!

Been listening to the Ponyo theme song over and over and over again today, just as a contrast to the very boring acadamic reading I'm supposed to do for EU. I was supposed to do, rather. Bleah. Lousy lousy lousy. I'll NEVER do any modules from this course EVER AGAIN.

But if the readings were all written by John Merriman, I really wouldn't mind. His writing is somehow clear and interesting.



Gah. Got the SSA project to settle this break week. Somehow I think it'll pass really fast.



I somehow feel rather ashamed of myself recently. Like I haven't been behaving and taking things like I should have. Rarh.



Nevermind. From now on it's study, study, study! That's what's most important now.



I like this shoe from Clarks!

But it's from their online catalogue and they don't do overseas sales and I don't think they have it in Singapore :(

There I go again. Naughty girl, looking for another Clarks when I just got one at the start of school. Bleah.

(And it's on discount! >.<>.>

Yay, let's online window shop instead of reading boooring EU ^^

Upside Down

And Downside Up.

'But kings and queens will have to wait, cause I don't have forever.'

After talking to that medicine senior last week on MSN, I think I have regained some confidence. But I still have some way to go to forget that irritating vegetarian.

Like when I just viewed my own blog just now, some stupid advert with the colour blind test came up. Immediately, I can almost hear him saying, "My mom couldn't believe I couldn't see the number. 'It's there, it's there, what do you mean you can't see it?' But I just can't."

Yes he is flawed in more than one way. Perhaps it's best not to be involved. Is this too bad? I'm starting to record down what he said!

But maybe it's more of a carthartic than negative action. Cause 'I won't get by by by on mere imagination!'
Although 'I've got no clue what I should do.'

Hoping that by the time I get through all this remembering of remembrances, I'll have made room for the next step in life.

Stop being bad

Lit. Is. Boring.

Sad as I am to say so. But you agree, don't you, Shana?

Yes, yes of course she does. Except of course I'm not letting her use my laptop.

SIGH! Even PS is more interesting. Not to mention my PS lecturer is nicer to look at.

Yes, yes Shana agrees to that too.

SIGH. Maybe I should call Mom and get her to pick me up at 5pm. But that would be bad, to skip half of lecture.

Yes, yes and Shana says it would be bad. To leave her all alone that is.

Shana has a good question. Why are all the lecturers Indian? Opinions, anyone?

Here's my blog post for Saturday:




I'm going crazy over the EU1101E readings for this week. And I like the way Shana put it.

“I swear it's more tangled up than my brother's hair!”

Unfortunately, this time Shana's not exaggerating.

BREAK. I refuse to read any more of it. What with the weirdo book for Lit, and a thicker than usual stack for PS, and the usual slog for JS, I'll be tearing my hair out of my head soon.
I need to put down some points here to remind myself. I just need to put it down somewhere, to type it out, to see it, to read it again.

1) It is not that important, right now.
2) He is clearly not interested in me.
3) I don't want to be interested in him any more.
4) We've gone separate ways.

Like all the others, I'm certain I'll not see him again. Not in church, not in school. Period.

Right. So I just have to forget everything now. Somehow I find myself longing for a “country road” that I can walk down, just to go somewhere without really going anywhere; just to go back to the past, without really going back.

Country road, ashita wa itsumo no boku sa, kaeritai, kaerenai, sayonara. Country road.

Someone recently told me that perhaps I am ready for a relationship. I couldn't disagree more. It just doesn't seem possible. Maybe I'm too used to my dreams not coming true. That now I can't picture anyone to be in that situation with.

Really, from a most disinterested and objective point of view, I can't. It's just too weird. Thank God it's not happening. I would be freaking out. Hahaha.

I couldn't tell her that though, she's such a nice person. But it is freaky, completely out of this world.
I am afraid, yes I admit so. Afraid that my dreams will come true. I don't really know why. But just as an example of how weird my dreams can be,

1) I dreamt I married Finnish boy! Seriously. Wedding dress, flowers, church, guests, cake, EVERYTHING. Totally freaky right?
2) I dreamt a tall, dark, and older stranger swept me away into another dimension, another world, where we were pursued by agents from this world. And I learnt to use the bow and arrow. EVEN more weird.
3) And and, I just dreamt last night, that I was being forced into a whalebone corset for a miai with other weird officer I had never met before! SCARY!
4) The start of all these weird dreams was when I was in Sec 1, and dreamt that my first crush told me he liked me. >.>

Haish. Why DO I have such strange dreams? Though it must be admitted that even at this point, I wouldn't really mind Number 1. And though realistically speaking it's not possible, and definitely not pleasant, I think Number 2 would be really romantic. But Number 3 really was more of a nightmare last night.

Oh yes. And of course, there was the one I'll never forget:

5) I dreamt dinosaurs were cloned, and all and there was this incident.... yada yada, and I wrote it all out for a creative writing competition in Primary 3, and actually won.

Hahahha. I'll so never forget this one. Ahh. Maybe dreams aren't so bad after all, as long as they don't come true. Maybe this applies to my doctor dream as well.

K I'll stop being bad and focus on lecture now.

Stop being bad, Stop being bad.