PMS- Pre mental state.

Stop fucking talk-ing so loudly like the whole world owes you something. Everyone’s just tired at the end of the day, so don’t start raising your voice and shoot us like machine guns please. =|

Alrights. Done with all the crankiness. I need to head back to the billions of words which look like ants near or far. School again.. .. It would be the last for my school stress, and more on thursday and friday for my projects.

Goodnight and goodbye.

2nd week of school

Is always so boring.. .. Why would school be ohboyohboy so boring please! It’s like officewear-formal-officewear for 3 days, while the ending 2 days gonna be filled with my MP and projects soon. Double booohoooo )):

RISK and WEAM projects, all about Citigroup. I swear I can work in Citigroup already, yes mommy? =|

Oh wells, the only thing to look forward to is Escape on Thursday, but before that, it would be trimming off my fats with bball for 2 days. I won’t wanna carry my fatfatsball in my tummy for life.

For now, projects are just cooped up hereee, my brain.

People, smile your day wokay! I know it won’t be that bad, you can jump this obstacle infront of you. (:

My weekends.. ..

I can only see you after 5 days. But I can self-declare my weekends, on Thursday I SUPPOSE? THURSDAY, Labour day! HIPHIPHOORAY!

Weekends are just so near yet so far, I can’t wait. HEHE.

Mario kart, a game for people who wants to get back their childhood days. Imagining themselves driving at such cool speed. I got first! =P

Oh wells, WNBL as usual. We won, YAY! I don’t mind not playing because I think I will screw it badly too. But it was all good. JIAYOU yo.

For all problems ahead.

I used to get lost in your eyes and it seems that I can’t live a day without you.

I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind, holding my memories close at hand.

I’ve been searching deep down in my soul, counting the days that pass me by.

I wish we could save our souls, the one thing that we always try holding on to.

But trying is the only way to know, the way to come back home.

Don’t give up, cause we’re halfway there.

We’re at the crossroad, in the middle.

All we need is some directions, let all of us know that we’re here for each other.

Where you’ll be, is where I’ll be.

Cause we’re gonna fight, oh yes we’re gonna fight, believe we’re gonna fight, fight for our goal together.

CCA recuitment day

It’s happy and sad to be the final day for CCA recuitment day. Happy that I won’t have to wake up at like 8:30AM just to go to school when I don’t have to be there, and kinda rot-waiting for people to come sign-up, which 80% of them are signing up for the guys team. HAHA. But sad that it ended so quickly when we just started to make bonds with other CCA and among ourselves. So, I can only say it was all great!

It came to my realization that many sports group players are actually facing what a sports group player should face. I don’t know if you’ll get it, but its just happening commonly that we don’t really realize. JIAYOU TEAM TEMASEK. (:

Now to do up the norminal roll, team temasek shirt sizes, key in of seal records. Woohoo! Adding on the household chores, assignments to be done, WNBL. Manage your time Cel! Go go go.

Oh wells, it’s the end of the first week for school. Not too bad, because I had only 3 days of school FOR NOW, but it was torturous to wear office wear/formal with HEELS. SCREAMS. Too bad, I don’t have a choice either.

I love the weekends because I get to enjoy and spend my time happily instead of brooding, which I yearn so much every friday. HEHE.

Ugly, unglam

The butterfly stomach went for interview today, and got poo-ed in the face. Oh wells. But at least i had mac with ice milo and then got romantic with the rain too. I don’t care if we won’t get the interview or not because the interviewee kinda weird and demanding? And at least we did good enough, no blaming yo. (:

Shall not talk too much bout training, guess i just played too much, too fast, too furious, too afraid. It all just snap like this, – . Waste of my effort to control the sobs so loudly, waste of my effort to spoil my eyes with droplets of salt water.

Off to bed, goodnight sad world, tmr would be a happy world.

SCREAMS

My heart is like thumping hell fast when the thought of the interview start swimming in my brain today. Too much water in the brain that it feel like coming out through the tear glen. Quite dumb uh. It’s like time flies, and all of the sudden I don’t feel like growing up. It’s kinda too fast for me to catch like a fly, and too overbearing because I seems to be abit childish. HA. =|

OH WELLS. I just pray for the best tmr. No screw ups, no shits tmr. I haven’t really prepare yet. So much for praying so hard.

Poor legs

Full formal today, walked with blisters everywhere behind my leg! OH, and wearing june’s heels to ease her leg pain made me walk like duck from concourse level to canteen. SCREAMS please, how unglam! HAHA.

Oh wells, first training for the week. Because of some unforeseen circumstances, it got me thinking about the decision. Then, it got me abitabit bothered after some hearing session, like some court. Eeks please, Cel is not a EMOelmo WOKAY.

Rubbish thrown enough, its off to bed. Tmr gonna be the long day before my interview on THURSDAY, at like 10AM at CBD. UH OH.

Decisions in life

I do not feel like making such decision. Its like giving up one of your MUST in life. SIP or basketball, which will you choose if you’re me.. ..

I have come thus far, from nothing till what I’ve become (might not be that great but its at least an achievement to me), commitment not only in TP but also for now QX. I’m unsure if I’ll get into nationals and I can’t predict the future. But letting basketball go is not for me now, I trained so hard to play and enjoy the game with my friends. I do not want to make the wrong move and regret in the future but how?

Bank.. .. Sounds prestigious as it seems because its a stable job with good income. It requires you to work full time. Might end at 6pm maybe 6:30pm or even later than 7pm. To me rushing back to school for training is a no prob for me. I would try to sleep early everyday and I don’t see what’s the problem with it till I got shot a question, “I know you can work then rush down for your basketball training till night and go home and sleep early. But what if the next day you get super tired and you don’t feel like working or sleep at work how?”

It arrowed straight into my face, because I can’t hide the fact that I know I would be tired the next day. Does telling myself that I can do it, is just a lie so that I can get through it without any trouble for now? I’m thinking hard, I need some good advices.

Neways first day of school was S-I-A-N. Lecture at 8am became a gossip session. Repent please. HA! Break for 5hours so June and Joyce came over to my place to rot and slack till it was time to get back to school for lesson. Did not catch some sleep but instead we talked like mad and start to doze off in the bus. Yawns.

Wealth management first assignment’s due date: 14th May 2008, Wednesday, 12pm.

Enjoy IT Enjoy FBI huh. Blah blah blah!

Goodbye to you.

My precious holidays, till i get to see you again next time.

School starts tmr, blah blah blah. Everyone would be blogging the same thing. And I’m gonna sleep soon enough. School at 8am and ends at 10am, and ONLY continues at 3pm to 7pm. YAWNSyawnsYAWNS.

Talked to my junior who’s in FBI year1, and i wished that we were still in year 1. Those were the days, where you get to enjoy and slack, where you find fun and joy and love among your new friends and catching a movie together, eating together, exploring every new canteen in school. How i wish huh.

OH wells. Time to move on. Any old how, had match today and i was praying so hard that i won’t get down on court to play at such intense stress. HAHA. Call me a coward, but just warming the bench is already a scary thing because you’re name might just be called anytime. Phew that i just went down to play for like AWHILE which I said, I screwed it. HEHE, time to learn.

I look forward to the weekends because the smell and touch just comes back all in 1.