finally, after what seems like a week and 3 days, i have decided to blog again. so much for my enthusiasm to blog everyday when i was started. guess i sort of ran out of things to say along the way.

anyway, just before i was about to write this post, once again my father seemed to take his frustration at whatever it is on me. im no dartboard, so why on earth is he channeling his negative energies to me? i have heard of spread the love, but never of spread the hate. guess the appropiate word to be used here would be my econ's teacher's "this is ridiculous", used with irish accent to dramatic effect.

every thought that life was a lil' too rushed for your own liking? well, enjoy next week then with the national holidays and other crappy stuff that totally wastes time. plus econs teacher not being around the week after that as well, which effectively means 2 weeks of no econs :( there goes the econs schedule.

now that i mood swing more than in the past, and cant stand certain things for much longer, ben chia suggested blog therapy. seems like a good way to destress and stuff, but i wouldnt recommend displaying all the skeletons of your closet over here. the thought of actively pouring out excess emotions and thoughts over here seems rather wrong, but still, better than bottling it up all inside, perhaps as i have done over the years. yesterday i was lamenting about how no one waits for me, then ironically somehow ben seah and seb waited for me after bio class today. divine intervention i suppose? just to 'prove me wrong'? if no man was an island, i must be living way off the mainland, on pitcairn island rofl. just to those who do not know, pitcairn is in the middle of the pacific, where supposedly almost all the male guys there are being charged with an array of offences such as rape, incest etc. and no, i am not charged with rape nor incest.