Lately pens are frustrating me to no end. Every single pen I bought ran out of ink after one week of usage. Not because I used all of them, its because they dried out.

Dang!


Today, I went to stationery shop and the pen I used to buy is not there so I bought another one. This time I hope I can use them for a long time. Its very annoying to write halfway and the ink is not coming out and you have to search for a new pen when the lecturers just talk away.

and

the other night I spent the whole night till 3.30 a.m. just to read finish a story book I borrowed from a friend earlier that night. 'If You Could See Me Now' by Cecilia Adhern. Needless to say, Cecilia is a very good author. Her books are always touching, heart wrenching and make me cry again.

And here I thought I can postpone reading it. How pathetic. But it was just too good to let the book down. My hand just continuously turning the pages.

I need to vent out my frustration just a little bit.

There is this fly who get into my room who knows when and now refuses to get out. It just keep on flying around the room but not out of the room.

And I seriously don't know what am I doing. I just know I am reading the notes for Cost & Management Accounting but nothing is entering my brain. Though its open text book, I am scared I don't even know where to find the answer from. And here they say costing is much easier than finance, I have to say otherwise.

Too many complicated and confusing theory.

1, 2 and 3

First!

I didn't do my first two midterm subject all that well. Let's just say that Cherry's 'erase-the-correct-answer' decided to wake up from its sleep....again. Two more to go~

Second!

(it's manga related...so you don't have to read if you don't want to)

*screams*

I think I finally pick up the pieces and solved a little of the Tsubasa confusing plot. There is still doubt to my theory but hey I finally get a hang of it. If you ask me, I think it is worth celebrating...in my case of course. Nothing too important since everyone guessed it correctly ahead of me long time ago ...considering I was blurred all the way till today's chapter.

There is too many Syaoran and Sakura(after they were given a new life, they become who. Whose the real father and mother, which one is the clone...etc) that I actually got confused terribly and tried desperately to understand who and who. Not much of a progess till today when I finally can grasp just a tiny bit of what's happening.

...let's just hope it's correct. and of course the story is closing to the ending but we still have many many chapters to go. Come on, it's CLAMP we are talking about here. It's nothing to be surprise about. (had enough of surprises from them that I am practically immune)

And we probably won't see much of Yuuko anymore. But I can't wait to see what's in store for Watanuki and Doumeki.

Third!

I want to watch xxxHolic: Shunmuki 2!

I actually forgotten about this one until I saw his face. Older Syaoran! *squeals* I only get to see the young and not to mention very adorable, as well as the teenage one. Now I get to set my eyes on the adult (a dad to be accurate).

*squeals*

I don't think anybody will be excited to see an adult Syaoran but I am. XD

P/S: And Haruhi's (from Ouran HSHC) father and mother when they were younger and obviously haven't get together is so funny. Haruhi's dad kind of remind me of Tamaki, only Tamaki is much much more of an adorable idiot that everyone can't help falling in love with him. Why can't Haruhi be more like her mother?

*laughs*

I know that i have been squealing, laughing, screaming and smiling like an idiot. It actually hurts my jaw.

My midterm starts tomorrow.

First subject: Business Communication.


And I know I kept on falling asleep while I read. I actually lost count too.

Jerks.

Some random guy added me in MSN and I added him.


When he online, he ask me whether I wanted to chat. I asked him who he is (and planning to ask where he get my email from), he reply me he is 25 years old. Talk about replying my question, I don't think he understands them.

Then he continued the conversation by asking my age, I told him and asked me whether I am studying or not. I replied yes and he replied me this "working lo...want to have notty chat?"


ASAKLJDHASDF.


Stupid men with their raging hormones (not all of them of course...no offense to guys out there). Did it ever crossed their mind that people actually uses MSN with good reasons instead of just like them using them just to find some girls to satisfy their raging hormones?


...


I guess not. If yes, I won't be here writing this.

Book.

One or two weeks ago, I borrowed a story book entitled 'The Kite Runner' written by Khaled Hosseini from Wai Ling and I tried to delay my reading time which it works fine because I didn't read past 3o pages until today when I finished the whole book in less than 5 hours.

So tell me, what's the point of delaying it in the first place when I am going to finish it too soon again.

The main point is, it is a very good book to read.

Probably its just me but I found this book heart-wrenching. The sweet fond memories of narrator's childhood brings smile to my face but it is also the childhood memories that brings tears rolling down my face. Of so many books I have read, rarely any books made me cry. The first one will be Harry Potter where Sirius died and so many other scenes that is worth crying such as when Fred lost a ear and George died, then 'P.S I Love You' that made me shed a few tears but the only book that made tears rolling down so many times and crying hard is 'The Kite Runner'. Usually, when I read a book, I put myself in the character's place. By far, this book made it even more surreal. The emotions are overwhelming and rushing out.

Even after I am taking a short break, I managed to make myself cry again by thinking back the story and before I knew it, I am reaching out for the book just to get more tears out of the system.

beauty sleep? none.

something that I am glad is i have an account that nobody - except that person who uses that account as well - knows.

things that i can't say here, i can say it there. things i can't say on both side, i got another one somewhere, although getting moldy due to lack of use. not like i have a lot of things to be not known but i do have, kept secretly inside my heart/brain.

...

my bro is pissing me off. I asked him the night before, 'what time you going out tomorrow?'
and he replied me around 8 or 9 in the morning. I woke up at 9 obviously late and just prepared myself with a zombie look. My mum even asked me to go sleep back but I was reluctant since if I am late, mum have to drive dad's car and I am worried about her driving that car. Then, well I was bathing...he told mum he won't use the car so soon! He is following his friend's car.

ASKHLAKFHAGH!

Here I am online, all-set, stayed awake for almost 2 hours where I could have been sleeping! I haven't gotten any beauty sleep. I can't wait for tomorrow (Friday) so I can wake up as late as I want.

and it is always this moment when assignments and stuff build up that i tend to get pissed off...with proper reasons.