well. its another day that I unsuccessfully sit down and try to force some sort of coherency in my thoughts so I can successfully blog properly.

Seriously I don't know why I bother. But I guess its the inherent competitor in me who wants to be the funniest, the kookiest and the coolest blogger. Which obviously I'm not.haha. But I always feel this pressure, if I don't blog after along time, to come up with something so funtabulastic to justify the silence. Perhaps,(actually it IS)it is the same tendecy that prevents me from just being silent completely when I'm with another person for prolonged periods of time. If the silence exceeds a time period of 2 mins, I will have to say something. Explains why I always talk when S is around.hahah. and she knows it too. And I bet she just keeps quiet to irritate me though she denies it completely. F just stares, which is actually far more unnerving.

Speaking of which, I suddenly feel too tired to keep with anyone. I'm such a horrible person. I've only met up with a handful of people over this 3 months and that too over and over again.I really couldn't muster up the energy. A And sometimes, I'm like, why should I? I have MSN, email and of course, SMS. Technology has truly made us such a lazy lot. And it erases the guilt because you are, technically (no pun intended ;), keeping in touch. Well, erm, ya if ur one of those above mentioned, I'm sorry. I'm really lousy. haha. I even stopped reading blogs because so much has been done/gone that it is just too much to keep up.

Problem with blogs, is that when you actually do meet up, there's sometimes nothing to say because, you're like "Oh! I read that." or "Yeah, i read it on ur blog." or if there is, it is inevitably followed u by an accusation - "You didn't blog that!". Why should I! Isn't that the point of meeting up - to catch up? SoO if you do know everything and we really aren't that close, what the HECK are we supposed to talk about? The weather? (which is actually a pretty good topic now days) Next time, I'll just give you my blog address. Seriously.

Well, like everyone knows, it is the A's on friday. And you know know, what I get reminded of. Not so much results (which I'm stressing about) but rather the 3 months that I feel that I completely blew. I didn't feel like I did anything useful. Ya sure, I had debate and I'm going for veena. But when I ask, what skill did I pick up? What did I actually do?! NOTHING.

I tell you, it is the ultimate revenge of the Singapore education system that we feel guilty about slacking during our holidays. Interestingly, I really think the word 'holidays' originated from like 'hole in a day' so its a holiday because ur taking time off to slack.a 'hole' in the day. haha. Definitely not something you should quote to an etymologist.

Do you know I have no idea how exactly to make a paper aeroplance fly? I have been involved in making paper aeroplanes from age 8 and they always stay suspended in air for 3 nano seconds and then sickly whizz down in circular motions, probably to the tune of Lifehouse's "Sick cycle carousel". Its has never once, proudly whizzed past like a fighter jet that would make the RSAF proud.

Its very frightening to realise that after all the romance novels and movies that I used to watch, that I don't really believe in love.As in man-women-sex love. I buy into happily ever after. I don't think its just companionship but I feel its not love. I'm really confused by the notion of it. Passion, yes. Love, erm. Maybe its cuz I'm commitment phobic. I don't know. Its kinda sad when you think about it.very. But why should I buy into all that emotional baggage so young? Do you really think that things will work out because of love alone? Really? Isn't that kinda immature?I know K says that I just need someone to really sweep me off my big feet and leave me to bang my cynical head and then sweep me off again but seriously?

come on!

well, that's the rant for the month.