How great is it that I spend my first few days in school stuck in the studios for 6 hours straight? Wednesday was the second day I spent yet another 6 hours in the studio. But at least I managed to finish up my Lime TVC and BJ news story. =P

Law is killing me, really. I don't know how Shep, Ridhwan and Doggie can bear to do it full-time. -.-" Oh, speaking of Law, I saw Fat Bastard in the same waiting room as me at Tampines Polyclinic today. OMIGOD lor. Everytime I see him, I'm reminded of how he 'got jiggy with it' at Jam 'N' Hop last year. Not a pretty sight. *squeezes eyes shut*

My brain's also becoming weird lately. I keep doing the wrong things, and they're really major mistakes. Like how I submitted National Museum of Singapore in to Dawn instead of Asian Civilisations Museum. Argh... All the talk of museums is making me go bonkers. But really, it wasn't just that. I wanna go back to the days when I had at least 8 hours of sleep a day.

8 hours, ok? I'm already lowering my standards instead of asking for 10 hours of sleep, my usual amount!

2 more months of this, and I'm out of here, thank you. Everyday, I'm demanding to graduate immediately. It's just because I'm swamped with submissions. I bet when the day really comes, I'll be miserable beyond belief. But at least I'll finally have the time to do what I really want.

1) Find a proper job that I actually like
2) Brush up and start practising on my Photoshop
3) Write like there's no tomorrow
4) Take up Jap and Korean lessons
5) Do something about my skin problem!!
6) Lose weight (i.e. start cycling at ECP and jio Bball family to do our favourite past-time more often)
7) Tan (Linggie? YY? =D)

OH YEAH. Clear up my room! It's really like a pigsty, especially my table. The worst thing about clearing up your room is when you don't know whether you should get rid of those worksheets and stuff, 'cos you never know whether you'll need them again. At least I know I can get rid of my secondary school stuff now.

What?! My brother just graduated what! Although my secondary school stuff are all gathering dust in a pile under my table.

Another thing to note. Someone whom I used to be ok with, I can never get along with now. Whenever I see that person, I really wish I can just turn around and walk back the way I came from, pretend it's all a bad dream. 'Cos that person has changed, and it's in a scary way. Maybe it's because of the significant other that's changed the person? I don't know, but I most definitely am glad I won't be seeing that person anymore after these 2 months.

Whoo, it's been so difficult to keep on typing 'that person' when I keep wanting to type 'her'.

WHOOPS.

I can't keep promises. Not even to myself.