going... gone... going... gone
Oh man, I've come to the conclusion that I've been in engineering too long. The standard of the english I use is seriously dropping. Once upon a time I could write an essay without EVER stopping to think of which word to use. Nowadays, I gotta check the dictionary every now and then. Shit. I need to stop talking maths and re-migrate (is there even such a word? damn, told you my language prowess is dropping) into the mainstream language, ENGLISH.
I know my grades for A levels, a meagre C6, is hardly testimony to my command of the language. My fluency in English was something I used to be pretty proud of, and now it's failing me too. Soon I'll be just another bumbling fat idiot who cant speak nor write in a language most people can understand. DAMN. My literary powers are going... and I cant stop it.
On an unrelated note, I CANT DOWNLOAD PRISON BREAK AND HEROES ANYMORE!!! dammit! Where have my favaorite shows gone? I hate copyright laws.
On another completely unrelated note, hall events are kinda getting on my nerve at this point in time. I mean, exams are in... 4 weeks time? yet I still have to run around participating in hall stuff? Honestly, I cant wait for the day my comm closes so I don't have to keep getting calls from the other heads about things I dont wanna help them with. The meetings with my number 2, the other activities I have to go to, the politics, the bullshit. I just want to run away from it now. But... Do I really want a break from it all? Hard to tell really, I kinda like it. haha. I don't even know what the hell I'm saying. I love it but I want some time off? sounds like I'm in a relationship with what I do. haha. I guess you could say my love for hall is going somewhat? hmmm... not really true... Whatever, I think you get the point.
On yet another completely unrelated note, I'm starting to feel something for this girl, but I don't wanna do anything about it cos I'm afraid I might be on rebound, and I dont want to do that to her. Plus, she could turn out to be exactly like how my ex was to me, i.e. a bitch. I am damn scared of commitment now, it's like the only phobia I have. Ironic huh? You could strap me to the base of an aeroplane, lock me up in a dark haunted room and I wouldn't flinch one bit, but introduce me to someone I could grow to like and I'ld shy away. haha. pathetic. My faith in love is gone... and it's not coming back anytime soon.
Maybe it's not the what, it's the who
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
FARTED @ 5:31 AM
