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  • Too Busy To Spell Busy
    Wednesday, May 30 / 23:21

    I pampered myself,


    and the family.


    At of this moment, I'm so aggravated as I can't proceed with my project. The software I downloaded is not co-operating with me. Thanks ah. As such, my progress is as slow and a snail sprinting. Gee. I'm not a very patient person when it comes to certain things and I tend to get cranky and uptight if my dearly patience is being tested. And this is one of them. Plus the period, it gets worst.

    Like I said before, the upcoming week will be busy with projects and ICAs. In other words, continous usage of the brain cells, irregular sleeping hours, hours and hours glued to the lappie, insufficient memory in the brain to upload extra knowledge and just perhaps weight gain. Also, go read Dead After 8hrs On Laptop. On top of that, retailing during GSS.

    Just maybe I'll go bonkers.

    Everyone seems to be in a hurry these days. The pace we're living in now is so fast that many have already mastered the art of multi-tasking, even the older ones. I'm capable of doing tutorials during my train rides, selecting the songs that suit my mood, sms and ensuring that I won't miss my stop all at one go. Victory! Does anyone ever stop to do a thing at a time? No. Almost all are guilty of sms-ing at the same time crossing the road and (touch wood) getting into a freak accident or munching breakfast and reading papers while waiting for the bus.



    As such MSN chats have turned brief and mutual.


    And it's the get sick season. Everyone's physically sick and slowly becoming sick of things. Beloved friends, get well soon. Buckets of water proved to be one of my best cures; visiting a doctor is not that cheap ok. And make sure when you cough or sneeze, cover the necessary holes properly so as not to emit extra germs and/or viruses that might just land on someone else's face or even drink. And use 2-ply tissue instead, maybe it helps as well.

    Sia-la! And the hot humid weather is not helping at all. I've gulped down 2 glasses of ice water so far.

    Some 'sensically sensible' scribbles I found in my notebook;
    It's not everyday every moment you think about what you want to do at the next minute of your life.

    In times like this, hell no.

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