It's been tempting....

Just one hour ago, i would have fallen into the temptation of blogging what i wanted if the internet was up and working well. There would be a whole of anger (I don't your sympathy - your help) and there would be what possibly could be interpreted as a lovelorn poem. But it shall not be so.

Because this post would be good. It would be about the good things that happened today. The good things that are going to happen and the good things that i'm going to give thanks for.

I really don't understand where it's all going. Perhaps this glimmer of hope is just what's prepping me for the inevitable. It's afterall better to have love and not to have loved at all, ain't it ??

Anyhow, besides all those other nonsensical things swimming around in my heart and head. I think exercise is magic. It works wonders for your system. Internally. I had so much adrenaline rushing through my body last night, I couldn't sleep at all. And this morning, besides getting almost close to no sleep at all, I was wide awake. Bright-eyed and alive. Unlike the past few days.

I made laksa (Daddy, YOUR way!) and it seems that it tastes pretty good, although it was from a bottle. There was a sense of accomplishment, most definitely there was. After this, I'm going to shower and have my dinner.

I made plans already, for Smith St. Har Gow. Dimsum. Coffee. After the exams, I'm not going to come home. I'm going to camp out. Before everything hits back to reality.

My daddy and mummy sent me a surprise. Now that doesn't happen often. Getting something else besides bank statements and bills in the mail.

Work is going good. School work and revision that is. I actually think it might all work out.

Rich Mahal - Prata and teh tarik. Tuesday. Mad psychologists have had their fun and now it's now time for mine.

3 more papers to go. 5 days of pain and it would be all over.

I would not bow down.