And the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day”
-Home on the range-
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This is my 100th Post!!
YAY!!
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Whee! Just got back from Float MM’s treat! Thanks thanks A LOT to Thomas, Caifong, Giap, and JJ! The food at waraku is nice!! Delicious!!
And as usual, floaters were up to their usual crazy antics. I’m not surprised if customers were scared away! We were so noisy! Seriously! Tsk tsk.
Nonetheless, we had fun! I think only floaters can entertain themselves with a piece of tissue. I mean come on, we are what? 20 odd years old, and yet we are blowing a piece of tissue paper around? Haha! The fun we have amidst our silliness.
And gosh! The look on everyone’s faces when Thomas crawled under the table! Classic.
I really miss those days at float when we did not really have to concern ourselves with academic matters!
Exams are round the corner once again, and this time, somehow, I feel neither the pressure nor the stress.
No, wait. That would be wrong.
I do feel the pressure and the stress, but somehow it isn’t as strong as before. Or perhaps, I’m feeling the pressure and the stress because I know I have to? It’s like a routine kind of feeling or some sort. Maybe it is because of that, and that’s why I’m not really doing anything about it.
Disheartened.
Demoralised.
Discouraged.
The 3 most dreadful words to cloud my mind at sure dire times! I really need to study!! But after what has happened this semester, it really seems as though everything that I have embarked on is turning into failures instead. It’s really saddening and most discouraging.
Recently, all I have been doing is sleep. It’s like I’m using sleep as a form of escapism. I used to wish life would be so much better if I could live forever and ever in lala land, but I realised that that is not the case. Lala land is no longer the happy place it used to be.
Then again, lala land is but a fragment of my imagination and thus, still far better than reality. I can definitely handle whatever lala land has in stored for me, but I’m sorry to say that I cannot say the same for reality.
Reality. I hate that word.
Wake up to reality, Clara.
I hate that phrase.
You are no longer a little kid.
I hate that sentence.
Despite it all though, I know I must study.
Haiz.
Okay, shall start studying later tonight.
No more procrastination, Clara!
Finally! Our presentation is done on Tuesday! Seriously, I cannot fathom why is it that I’m spending and investing more time and efforts on a presentation that is but 30% of my results when I definitely poured in less for my essay which is like 35%? Nevertheless, we managed to clinch the commendable award. Haha! It is worth only 50 dollars. Although, better to win something, then to return back empty handed.
Then again, the exhilaration was not felt after we got our prize money. This was probably due to what I had to witness just shortly after receiving our prize. It was disgusting and ugly, but I guess that is probably the harsh reality of life. The practicality of mindset in which some people have is indeed disgusting at times, and I dare say pretty revolting, but I do not doubt that it is this practicality of mindset which would save most people from undesired troubles.
Haiz.
Sometimes, reality still amazes me, and I feel really stupid witnessing things I already know would happen; getting angry over matters I already could have foreseen; getting upset over situations I already might have predicted.
I am living in such denial.
Though, I really wish I could stay forever trapped in my safety bubble.
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Yes, I know.
I’m being such a spoiled brat.
Bear with me.
This is after all, a blog – My blog.
And, I’m really sorry for sounding whiny or childish or spoiled or stubborn.
“How often at night when the heavens are bright
With the light from the glittering stars
Have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed
If their glory exceeds that of ours”
-Home on the range-
The stars twinkled on Faith @ 2:54 AM::
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