Post-Graduate Day 1: London

Day 1 after exams. Whisked away by my parents to UK so that we could reach in time for my sister's 21st Birthday. Didn't sleep much the night before. We had night of ALCOHOL at Wei Li's and it was good. But I was so tired, I died while watching some weird scary/comedy movie. Woke up at 6am and drove home with a croaky goodbye to WL and Saus.

Here we are at the DBS Treasures lounge. Didn't know my parents had such privileges. It was a cool place. It served breakfast, drinks and lunch.

This is the view from the Treasures lounge place.

My sister who's studying in York.

Happy to here. But not really happy you know? Somehow, the innocent happiness that I have experienced post-exams my whole life has finally run out. I've become this studying machine, half expecting more all the time.

All Right Now.

Hmm. MBBS is really just based on one's luck. Doesn't depend on how well you study or how hardworking you are. Damn. Damn.

But I'm still slogging my ass off.

Maybe This Time.

Maybe this time, I'll be lucky.

Currently panicking (and also not panicking) in the Yusof Ishak House student room. Where people study but make noise at the same time. Quite ideal for us when we need to practice speaking and examination. Heh.

OK. A short respite. Now back to studying.

Bad Habit.

Hmm. The paper I was most stressed about went ok. Basically, it was just 1st principles once again. Generalizations and non-specifics required. Whatever I studied didn't come out.

Now I'm feeling extremely slack and with a delusion of doing-well for the MCQs tmr.

It's My Life.

Exams are on now. Full steam ahead!

Just finished the 2nd of many many papers and I'm strangely quite calm, except for bouts and paroxysmal attacks of anxiety and stress. It's the stress that eats you up from inside that's the worst. Feelings of dread and what not. Impending doom.

But otherwise, all's well.

I had this strange thought during my essay papers on Tuesday. I looked at the question and was thinking of how to approach it and what exactly they wanted. Too many possibilities and permutations that I was wondering whether I should just leave the question blank and give up. Haha. Exam fatigue I think, and too early in the game!

Take A Bow.

Seems like I'm always the bad guy, not doing enough to meet the standards you have. Well, I'm trying. But one day, I'm gonna stop trying and yes, I will stop trying one day.

Dread and disappointment. That's all.

How It Feels To Fly.

Sometimes when you're tired, you get to thinking. Tired I was today, and thought I did.

But sometimes putting thoughts into words is difficult. Well, not sometimes. Most of the time. So I shall just put down a few key words that basically sums everything up.

Tired.

Useless.

Stupid.

Untalented.

Self-loathing.

Sweet Dreams.

It's frustrating. I don't know all the small details they ask for the MCQs and sometimes the essays. I THINK I can pass the long case but the written papers are just tragic.

Alone.

You don't know how long I have waited to touch your lips and hold you tight.

You don't know how long I have waited, and I was gonna tell you tonight.

Really awesome song, "Alone".

Dedicated to someone special (:

Bust A Move.

Currently at Starbucks chilling with Julius, colouring with our iPhones. Haha. This application is insane addictive.

Russian Roulette.

Damn. One of those nights. Having a headache from no sleep but can't sleep.

May It Be.

A fuck-day today. And not the enjoyable kind.

In Days of Yore..

Oh yeah, Happy Founder's Day ACS.

Who I Am.

Really addicted to the song Defying Gravity off the soundtrack of Wicked. It's lyrics are extremely meaningful and the melodies and harmonies are simple but awesome. Really like the version that Kurt and Lea sang (the Glee version).

I have to face it. I'm a GLeek (: