Thursday, March 4, 2010; Y
No, really, I am. loll. I think my plans are so weird. And the thoughts that I have are all so weird. Isn't it just surreal that we're getting the results tomorrow? I guess some part deep inside me was just thinking that the results were eaten up by an imaginary demon and we would never be getting them back anyways.
And I'd never understood the concept of growing up still. Like, this year is gonna make me... 19? 19! Which means that next year's 20. My aunt and mum were saying that after you hit 20 years of age, the years will just accelerate on you. Wow. How's that for Einstein's Theory of Relativity?
Sighs. I dunno what's happening. I've been praying for guidance and peace (not very, diligently, I confess) and I guess I got the latter cuz I'm not suffering from a full-blown panic attack or dreaming about The Day when my mind slips into a state of unconsciousness. Really. I don't. I dunno why EVERYONE is having dreams. As if dreams are interpretable. If so, life would've been much easier (though not for people like me who can't remember their dreams to save their lives).
Guidance. I really need it. Send me an angel, anyone, who can just tell me what course, what university to go to. Any scholarship to apply for cuz God knows that my family is hardly well to do.
I set up a prayer list the day before, and I tried to pray earnestly for my friends and I. I literally listed the names and everything. For peace and desirable results. I can't stand it if I see my friends getting results that aren't what they want, as much as I can't stand it if I see horrible grades on my own result slip. Gosh. I'm so gonna die tomorrow. I just know it.
No, I'm not. STOP BEING PARANOID.
Okay, there blows my peace o.o tsk.
I want to swim. Maybe it will take my body and mind off the topic of Tomorrow. Yes. I should. After I finish the remaining one-third of the thriller book.
I'm kind of... like... I dunno.
OH OH OH. Went to kbox on tuesday. I love kboxing with my colleagues! Of which sade and fad have got SUCH AMAZING VOICE. Like the Idol sort of voice :D Whoa. No wonder it's the malays who win Singapore Idols year after year. Not that I'm complaining, I don't even watch the series.
It was my first time kboxing only English songs. GOSH IT FELT GREAT. Chinese songs just pale in comparison suddenly loll. English songs are more high and you really get to scream a lot more. Think Linkin Park. And the songs are also more powderful. Think Kelly Clarkson and Evanescence.
Whoots.
And it was only 8 dollars. Nett.
WHOOTS.
I love life. I love God. Thank you, God! AMEN! :D
fall for someone who catches you @12:38
