Oh, what the heck. I might as well blog.
I’ve done nothing but studying. It’s nothing but numbers, numbers and formulas. Imagine numbers propagating every single day. I’ve done little (almost zero btw) reading and writing to a point where I can’t construct proper sentence without any grammatical error and the help of google.com. I’m not complaining. I’m happy with what I have improved.
Okay. So I’m going to start writing in a blog just because I don’t like writing in a book. I like to type, and type. Then, delete, delete and delete. NGEH. (And i suppose i am trying to seek for a little attention)
However, this blog might just last for another 18 days. I will resume college on the 10th of January. I will not have any time for any other things than my beloved school textbooks. According to almost everyone and everyone, the next six months would be torture/agony/misery. Rina would then have to turn on her hardcore nerdy mood. Yes, I am a fail nerd. (Fail nerd = somebody who tries so hard to be a nerd but isn’t smart enough to qualify as a nerd.)
It’s a terrifying feeling to study what I’m studying. (This statement should not be a general statement and isn’t applied for everybody) Trust me, I have nightmare at least twice a week. Waking up soaking wet. I would picture myself in a class full of Albert Einstein, holding a piece of paper with a big fat F on the top left corner. HORH! That is just horrible terrible vegetable, isn’t it?!
I might just have to resume studying, again. HOLIDAYS. Pfft, it’s more like study leave. They should just rephrase HOLIDAYS into STUDY LEAVE. At least we won’t feel the need of having fun. That way, we can fully concentrate on being a full time nerd. Yay!
Sometimes I wonder why I study so hard. I can just be a jobless person in the future and depend on my parents for food and shelter. I can sleep and watch tv everyday! Sounds absolutely tempting.
I have become such a mundane and anti social person. It’s so scary. When I look into the mirror, even I myself am terrified! HAHAHAHA!
I think I changed quite a bit this year. Not physically or my personality but just the way I percept things to be. Okay. Maybe my physical outlooks may have deteriorated a bit due to the amount of stress I carry with me. Hence, the very aunty-ahma look. GRRRR. If you are my TRUE friend, you have no choice but just to deal with it because you love me for who I am. Hehe J
I AM A VERY LOVING, FUN, AMAZING, CARING AND UNDERSTANDING PERSON. Save that in your head, please and thank you :P