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maths test today... or actually yesterdae... considering that it's already 0430hrs Sunday morning... *sings Maroon5's "~sunday morning rain is falling...~" the paper was pretty ok... though i did quite a bit of tikaming... using educated speculation... my 'throw-eraser' method has proven quite unsuccessful... considering i got below average marks for physics... i got 8 while the average was something like 8.5... damn... must improve my eraser... *cut the elongated sides* but luckily maths was a MCQ... coz alot of my answers are derived using play cheat ways... muahahhaa... wont get too high... passing with slightly above average will justify a mini-celebration... watched Ray... fantastic music... ooh-la-la! though i wasnt too impressed with Ray himself... Jamie Foxx did great though... just that i've never been too impressed with marital infidelity or drug use... was cringing at his choice of women after his wife... the constant flirting... the silently-suffering wife... the neglected kids... sad... but probably true... not just in Ray... but in the real world as well... are women destined to be toyed? cheated of their feelings? i know infidelity is not bounded by gender... and that females do cheat on their husbands as well... think Unfaithful... probably yujin's favourite movie... and we wonder why... *smirks* but according to Hollywood stereotypes... the males are usually the wu-gui-wang-ba-dan ones... i can seriously and maturely accept if the man had a change of heart... and decide to go with some other woman... but not when he practically hops from one to another... and keeps a back-up like that... i know feelings change... but one has to be responsible for his actions... though we constantly joke about one another's 16 bfs and 26 gfs... i seriously hope that it's not even partially true... personally i think that at any one time... it is not possible to be emotionally involved with more than one person... as idealistic as it might sound... i feel that if there comes a time when there is doubt... deliberation between two choices... there is no love... it is lust... went for dinner after the movie... suggested the place he suggested a few weeks ago... that we didnt manage to go coz the concert ended late... was promised a live band and stuff... but we didnt get to see that... coz it was upstairs of the eatery/bar... and guy was more concerned over the insufficiency of the lamb chop... and there was this dying urge to get one of his subs... so we left after an unjustifiably expensive dinner... and quite an amount of 2nd hand smoke... got the the sub he so wanted... and i have the feeling that the chelsea match was at the back of his mind... went back to PGP... read up on korean movies together... played minesweeper flags with haojie while impersonating him... until his parents came to get him... and i embarked on my Decision Making presentation work... those numbers give me a splitting headache man! no less! but finally thats done... though i have no clue what the numbers mean... or what i managed to prove... or what business solution i am supposed to provide my case study with... lalalalaaa... *sing with me!* but that's not before i surfed my daily dose of blogs and friendster sites... i seriously wonder why i do all that... when, more often than not, they make me cringe so badly... maybe it's fun... it's why YOU, dear reader, read my blog anyway... though i frequently wonder why you're even reading... when i'm just blabbering my daily share of verbal waste... oh well... feed those hungry, prying eyes! though until now i'm still wondering why i'm addicted to blogging... cant explain the feeling i get after i blog... seriously... i think this is having detrimental effects on my social life... i'm having less things to talk about in real life... does having a significant other necessarily mean higher expenses? he was complaining to me how broke he has become... had only 2 bucks in his wallet... though he signed for dinner... then he did a "you pay!" at the subway counter... the cashier looked at me in awe... and i had to try convince her with my casual demeanour that he's not my gigolo... or anything of that nature... gawd... but seriously... think we have been spending too much... and too much out of his pocket... feel bad... and feeling bad aint good... oh well... so... let me pay for stuff when i have cash... coz that doesnt usually happen very often... but do it discreetly... i dont want no convincing more pple... need sleep.... zzzzZZZZZZZZ... ----Stef stopped rambling at 05:00 --Link to Post |
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