Roomie rocks!!! so sweet and so funny of her! heh heh. i really really uber miss her and hall 6! it feels like i'm returning to an empty shell every night to study and slp nowadays. it's different from the sense of belongingness i get living there i guess.

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all the quizzes are back, and patterson's actually the one who made my day. how ironic. i should start cursing all the lecturers next time i study, so that i'll get good grades consistently. ha.

so tired from all that mugging. i know i say this in every entry, but it's pretty much what predominates myour life now. sad, isn't it?

was regressing to mummy thru' the phone last nite and just now. regressing about my poor hair, and how gorgor is perpetually free-er than me when he's studying. how strange. it doesn't seem to be just me stressing myself out, coz' everyone around me justifies my kiasi-ness. but since primary school gorgor's been much more relaxed than me when it comes to studying; either he's smarter or he manages his time well or he just manages stress well. sigh.

same womb, different life.

been rethinking about this whole psychology thing for the whole wkend. everything's not heading the way i wanted it to. you may say things don't always go as smoothly as you want them to, and all that blahblah stuff, but i just don't like it when it deviates so much that it becomes hard to direct it back on track again.

yes, if i don't get my 2nd upper, i could go ahead and change my specialisation to some non-psych field. but what would you do if you have to give up a dream that you worked so much for and chased for just a little under ten years?

dreams, are just dreams,
when they're stuck inside your head.