Marooned.

Its like when I was in secondary school, and it was either going late for P.E. or staying late for art, when everyone else from class had left, and it was just me in the classroom. The quiet and solitude, was empowering in a way, where it gave me the feeling that I had governance over the entire room. And that was a fun feeling because there’ll usually be 39 other girls there, but for that short period of time, I could borrow everyone’s desks, the blackboard, and do whatever I wished to do.

The solitude in my foster* department now, gives me the same feelings. Today I have full reign over musical choice, playing my random music, instead of listening to whomever’s iPod gets plugged up to the speakers, or who chose the radio station first.

And after a while, the solitude will get to me, and I get bored, and decide to leave the classroom. But for today, I don’t think I’ll get bored. Just that I do miss the noise and excitement of the rest of ORC, them being them, their super lively, fun selves. I wish I worked here too, well, doing marketing instead of accounts. Heh.

*foster – because I’m with another department due to there being a lack of computers and desk space upstairs, where the rest of my department is. (:

In the end, its just one You against The World.

I don’t like ear drops, nor nasal sprays. ):

Its scary looking for a doctor at night, past normal hours, with a bunch of aunts and a mum. They will seriously be on hypermode and totally crazy about the strangest things, getting super duper duper gan-chiong over little things. And when this is coupled with very very tired feet, very tired everything, I just get well, irritated. Although really thankful they were around to help me find a doctor. (:

Hearing myself echo in my head, hearing things painfully above a certain decibel level, and as if through a pane of glass/body of water, worried me too much to ignore it for another day.

Hope it goes away asap!

I’m going to start learning Japanese in Feb! I’m super excited! (:

Its bloody bleeding me of money, but well, I’m an accountant, and thus calculated per hourly rate, and its cheaper than what I’ll be earning per hour if I gave primary-school tuition. With that perspective in mind, it was alright.

I so need to get paid soon. My bank is emptying itself, I think the bank eats up my money once in a while – that has to be the only reason! ): I hate reality. Haha. I don’t like asking the parents for cash, cos I know I spend too much – and asking just means I won’t pay attention to my spending and will go overboard.

Ok. Mayjean just distracted me from my train of thought. So, bye!

“The Awakening”

I love Anne Hathaway. I think she’s gorgeous and interesting, and a great actress. (: