With A Little Help From My Friends

Spent the week feeling forlorn about my soon-to-be lack of hair since I made my appointment. I was feeling extremely excited to be rid of hirsuteness, but the premature excitement soon gave way to ambivalence because I realised I haven't had much opportunity to play around with the styling. And now, I'm plain wistful. I've actually grown quite fond of my longish short cut because it's really that versatile and androgynous. When I'm done with exams I'll illustrate it to you (:

Step Up is so awesome. I'd forgotten how inspiring all these dance movies were. Hip hop is just too cool. Step Up beats Fame, though I wonder what the musical is like. Channing Tatum is soo attractive in the movie... Not so in the major stuff like GI Joe or Terminator.

Magnifying my browser windows to 125/150% because my eyes are crazy tired. So, this is how my computer looks like. Hahaha. Sigh. I really really reeeally need to pass ace this exam!!! If only because my assignment was so super duper bad. Fashion bloggers should just stop using tiny fonts! It's bad for the eyes. Or maybe it's just the resolution on my teeny laptop being too high. But then, their images are so big I don't really have a choice either d: yes, yes. I blame them. Hehe. Things should be slightly better when I get a new laptop, since the revamped Toshiba Porteges are 13 inches instead of 12.

Just thinking about the hols is barely keeping me going ): right now, I'm just so tired. And thinking about the long way more--6 months of mad intense PLC and 6 months of pupillage. Not something that I'd want to imagine right now. I'd give anything to kind of skip over everything in the blink of an eye--of course passing everything, perhaps mediocrely, but passing nevertheless--fast forward to the time when I can do what I like. Will it be too late then? Will the opportunities have passed me by? Will I have become too old? Will I have grown up and stopped dreaming? Then I remind myself that it's never too late. Anything is possible if you believe. You are the one to make it happen. Surely, I will find my way eventually. In spite of all this dismay at my current predicament, I'm hard pressed to find that I am miserable, for once. Inspiration is in the people all around me.

I had a strange dream about someone that I haven't actually spoken to or even thought about in a very long time. He was really impressed by me (in my "current" situation where I was talented and successful but managing to keep a low profile) and kept trying to be romantically involved with me. AWKWARD. I wasn't in the least interested, despite feeling flattered in my subconscience. I've known him for so long but have never had much of a good impression. LOL. Bizarre, much?

Random songs keep popping up and getting stuck in my head. Not good. Brain needs to calm down in order to up productivity.

I may not be perfectly happy. I may not even be happy a lot of the time. But I am not unhappy, and that's enough.

In the same feel good vein,

Getting goosebumps :D


I get by (: