Unintentional

This laptop is the bane of my life. Everyday I wake up I turn it on just to see the apple logo glow and get this odd tingling sense of satisfaction that lasts for about 5 seconds. And then I log onto MSN and get bombed at once by people asking about work and settling farewell dinners and presents and all sorts of other things. And so I chat and forget what I originally intended to do.

Which explains the measly progress I've had in studying for my Sociology mid-terms coming this wednesday, and I don't really know where to start or how to start. Give me the A Levels anytime. At least there was a sense of purpose/direction then.

But I suppose back then (as if it was a very long time ago!!) at least there was the prospect of the long break to look forward to. Now after getting myself involved in PCO, my December break is burnt with 10 consecutive nights at the Esplanade (not forgetting the weekly Tuesday night rehearsals at Kallang!!) I feel my life slipping through my fingers.

Kidding.

It's fun to work yourself to death.

(Oops. I don't believe the last line just slipped out! It was meant to be a normal, non-morbid entry...really!)