Sunday, November 07, 2004
today was a funny day....
it started with me being pissed off with the library cos they fined me for 3 books tt i returned on the stated day! but they said i returned it AFTER the reserve section was close o they have to fine me.... ass hole....
stupis bastard...so i started cursing him and everything....... ok tts not funny..its stupid....
but after that we went to ying thai cos college food suck!!!!!!!!!!!! they served snitzel! blah.... yesterday both of us were still commenting tt weekend food had improved and i said yeah tts cos they havent been serving snitzel! and tada! guess what they serve today!!!!
and it was raining.....so we decided to go for Ying Thai.... good place....thai food...and i had tom yum soup....both of us started sniffing and using up all the tissue tts put out for us.... we will just going crazy la huh...exam/essay stress....
then later... we went to IGA to buy milk to settle our stomach........ then when i was abt to pay...we realised tt we are both broke! and couldnt pay for a 85cent milk! which got us laughing crazily again.... ok it was pathetic...but when everything seems to be going wrong its funny......
but anyway..yeah....feeling more relief now cos we finally cleared 2 essays...1 more to go and 2exams.... did an all nighter on thursday night....we didnt sleep for30++ hours... cos we had 2 essays to hand in on friday.... and we refused to sleep after we hand in cos we want to celebrate...so we went to yoyogi with jules to eat our oyako don! yummy! but haha me and jane were so tired we fell asleep at teh restaurant! poor jules... sorry darling u had to go back by urself.....
but haha it was fun...and it totally screwed up our body clock...i kept falling asleep on sat...at 8.30pm i was only awake for 1 hr....to eat lunch at 12.30 and i went back to sleep again.... couldnt stay awake...
oh i'll be hibernating..exams...bah
found a pot of gold@ 15:17
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"One Art"
The art of losing isn't hard to master;
So many things seem filled with the intent
To be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost keys, the hour badlly spent
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owne, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
-Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
-Elizabeth Bishop
