I think I more or less understand now why I am taking it much more easier than previous sems.

My exams are so damn spaced out.

Whacking something for 4 full days is like the maximum i can go before i nothing else goes in anymore.

Last night I asked Stoke to give Chelsea a good match. Stoke gave them 7 goals.

And so my Liverpool friend told me that maybe that game against Liverpool has more hope, i thought long and hard about it and nothing really makes sense. Why would Liverpool want to win and then allow Man Utd to break their 18 titles record? It doesn't make any sense for them to win this game and save their already failed season with a 7th place finish regardless of whether they win or not and hand Man Utd that 19th title.

In all honesty, I think Rafa hates to let Alex win. They are like the archest of all enemies. Liverpool is definitely going to do a Stoke this weekend, and probably go 1 up better by losing 8-0.

Seriously, what else is there for Liverpool to play for? Pride? PUI!

Did lasik. Love my vision now. Though the experience was like Tom Cruise in minority report's bath tub scene where the spider bot searched for him and scanned and his eye.

Watched Kick Ass and Date Night this week. Kick Ass is like Happy Tree Friends, Date Night with Steve Carell is always funny.

Ok i need this today.

3 things i am thankful for today:

1) Telling my friend how i felt and he understood.

2) That sms which made me smiled.

3) Eating McDonald's sundae

I often look at my friends tweets or blog posts and feel a lot of emotions from them. They are often in CAPS or with lots of exclamation marks and vulgarities.

I hate to do it here. Sorry i need an outlet.

FUCK! KNN la this thing has been bothering me for like so super long and honestly i am in no mood to study. i snapped at my mum just now and i have no idea why. i am stressed because i haven't been studying and i don't have much time. i know. a lot of things are due to my own fault and my own fucking stupid expectations.

ok the letter finally came. i didn't make it. i don't understand and i will never understand. sure i underperformed on that day. i screw it up. but don't tell me i've not been selected because it hurts like shit.

travel plans didn't materialise. so nvm. but aiya i ain't gonna talk about this.

but mum came in and tell me about this danger that danger with this and that. i know she meant well. i know she does. i love you mum. and i was wrong to sound hostile. but seriously, i am on a short fuse now.

lasik. another thing. nvm. fine since they said i should get someone to send me home after surgery so i ain't gonna do it this sat. the impulsive me is swearing at me but the heck-it me just says heck it.

honestly the normal me would have thought all of these as trivial and extremely childish. but sorry i am in a childish mood. i am in a fucking immature state right now and i swear i am sinking deeper.

i cant take it that this aftnoon we met to do up the masks not with any goals in sight and just doing so that we can see an end to it ... because of our own commitments, we couldn't carry on with it. i am sad because it seems as though we are giving up without a fight.

imagine scoring highest for presentation is one of the more positive things these weeks .. when i shldnt really be bothering about this because there are enough positive things to go around.

maybe i will never understand. so be it. and honestly. i hate to take my parents' money and go on holidays. i should just stay at home after exams and not go anywhere or do anything. look for a job ASAP and be self-sufficient. why the hell does my happiness mean so much to them when i don't feel good about it at all. i don't want to be fed anymore.

if i go on. i will just do stupid things. time out now. think things through.

Study week is here. Received our marks for advanced abnormal presentation. It was truly shocking. Firstly, we presented on the same case study as the group RIGHT before us because they were doing GAD as well.

Thing is Dr Pang already mentioned something about us being matured enough to go sort things out among ourselves so that there's no repeat of the same stuff. Honestly, ALL of us in my group were in shock when the previous group flashed their first slide, with the patient's name. We were like ... oh shit.

Our presentation went alright. According to plan. But it wasn't like awesome. And we thought we just did average. Well ... we somehow managed to score the highest. No idea how. No idea why.

But boy am I happy. It's one of the most positive things ever for these few weeks.

This is the last week of my official schooling life. Yet pretty much stoned over it. The thought of failing any module and not graduating struck me suddenly a few days back and honestly it made me REAL scared.

I looked back on this semester and reflected on what have i actually done. Well, i've done the bare necessities. Played A LOT but still manage to consistently hand in the required assignments. I supposed aside from the correctional mid terms which i didn't do too well, the rest are pretty decent.

I finished playing Heavy Rain yesterday. And being someone who doesn't see myself replaying games, i went to read up on the other possible endings. Very cool. There was even a hack cheat to get Madison all naked and walking around the room. But i couldn't manage to do it. Ethan's storyline felt a lot like the movie Saw. Norman's ARI device is way cool. And it's only towards the end when it ALL hits you. Like why the murderer did all that stuff. I was getting very much attached to the characters that i refused to let them die.

Because i cannot imagine an ending without them.

Sounds stupid but yeah. Always the optimist.

Moral issues brought out many thinking points and the suspense created by the sounds and music is excellent. My friend even commented should be made into a movie. I agree too. =)

It's funny how i got exposed to 2 cases of r/s recently whereby the girl is held 'hostage' by their bf despicably. And it's really puzzling why the girls allow such things to happen.

I attempted to do profiling for both of them and i realized they have a lot of fear. Usually due to the things they have done ... but even if its due to fear of their parents knowing, i cannot fathom the thought that parents do not stand by their daughter's side against the evil bf.

HAHA trust me to say that when i was once the 'evil' bf and someone had to use her dad against me. Funny how things work out eh?

Anyway my point is this, a girl should never be the overly extreme xiao nue ren and everything is so dependent on the guy's mood. Whatever threats he comes up with ... erm guys should never even come up with threats in the first place.

It's just sad la. And it's been ongoing for so long. Like wtf la. And i thought i got pretty good logic and persuasion skills. Now i am just using all kinds and methods of questioning just to let her see some sort of light. Can't believe the blindness.

I am amazed how chillax my last semester is. Everyone seems to be slogging their asses off. But also it's cos i ain't aiming that much. Revision for exams gonna be a bitch though.

Man Utd lost to Chelsea yesterday. But an offside goal. Terrible refereeing seriously.