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Friday, August 28, 2009

dear God.

mannn im into the third week now. it is only the third week and the brain is erupting volcanoes like never before. it feels like ocs again, only mentally. the neurons are having major traffic jam. i need to build expressways and effective dividers so that it will run smoothly again. i might be calm but i am panting inside. regulating the bloodstream every heartbeat makes me grit. 1095 days to glory. i shall pull this off smoothly. i must. my hairs are dropping. i shall remind myself of brunei and not let vanquished battles cripple me because the war is not over till i have my victory flag planted on the steep mountain.

ahhh.

maintaining my smile everyday.

Peace

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

b(*t) = ch

the mind is trying to regain the memories of calculating again. remembering mathematics after national service can be a b*tch. plus all the modules need complicated equations to be dealt with. cheesebun. why cant maths be like english, write countless essay, better if it is open ended and i can just load a junk of craps and still got marks. and if maths is mathematics, one fine careless mistake, and i am gone, gone just like that. a big zero on the forehead.

practise, practise, practise.

but i lazy la. i need to get a whip.

Peace

Thursday, August 13, 2009

dadada.





imy.

Peace

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

wow.

school starts with a bang in the head. bang bang bang.

Peace

Monday, August 10, 2009

first.

tomorrow marks my first day of school. i feel like a 5 year old kindergarten kid again. only that i wont pee in class. and i wont cry missing mom. it is the anxiety running all over me. the subjects are making me gagged. the only thing that motivates me now is this:



watch in HD guys. =D. wish me luck!

Peace

Wednesday, August 05, 2009

ribena.

the mentality of schooling is different once i stepped out the army. my mind now is wanting money, money and more money. it is not that i am greedy. i feel a sense of responsibility somehow(finally). responsibility of being a man. to repay my parents for all the hardships they had bringing me up to be somebody at least. i do feel sucky when asking them money for books. it is not that i want to; feel me dude. just feel me and you will understand. the uniform collected mud moulded me into someone. polytechnic days felt ecstatic with sleeping in lectures and fun in tutorials. care-free. jam and hop. business chickies. wow those were the hippy days man.


university is a whole different realm now. i just had the oath, and it seems they take studying very seriously. the buildings are dull. the classes are much bigger now. friends? i need to learn chinese and do some networking.


well good luck to me. i am already lost in mathematics.


Peace

Monday, August 03, 2009

school.

the sound of school is making me squirm. i am somehow unprepared for it. my bag is torn. i do not have a proper pencil case. and most importantly i find that my mathematics is really rusting up there. other than what is 1 + 1 = 2, i cannot really derive why 1 + 1 = 2. i think i am going for a kamikaze mission or a mentally challenging ranger course. well, to top it off i have received my timetable. i am sweating even before school starts. my goodness. i do really hope i'll move inch by inch, making full use of all my brain cells and be my best throughout my next 3 years of school. i will try to be happy. i will balance time. it is as easy to write and say than being done. the easiest thing to do now is smile throughout my lectures and tutorials. most importantly, smile throughout my examinations, i think somehow it will encourage my study.


plan. execute. contingency. this is my assembly area and im walking courageously towards the form-up point. wish me luck.


Peace