MGD are enemies.

It was end of December, you hear can the bell rings and you will receive presents. My December is complete. We did patch up again. Then i was overcome with acute nostalgia during my sophomore year. What i can say is...omg! Not that i can go back to those days where, we stick to each other everyday, argue everyday but yet still stick to each other. Maybe we're just lack of friends. Although the timing doesnt seems to be propitious but we still make an effort to meet up. We still argue though. Sometimes it can be convoluted. That is just us. We're all ego and self-centered like that.

It was awesome to have joyce around isn't it? Cheers and bravo to us. We made it from 7pm to 2am. Despite of all the arguments , pre-arguments or post-arguments.... We're still great friends. LOL. We're just selfish like that! All the moment spend will deeply etch in everyone's heart.

There ain't nothing like a memory.

4 months and is still counting.. will it still be the same after so long?

Still reading the same books, doing the same things, being at the same office, writting at the same chapters and everything seems to be the same. Unfortunately, something have changed.

Perhaps, people around me is no longer the same. Someone left, someone passby, someone take a break, someone stay. Everyone has their own way to go. I'm not sure, did i try my best for everything i appreciate. Maybe yes and maybe no. I'm sure i did treasured every little things that i've own or once owned.

I did pray, I did hope. All in all, process is less important that the end result. I still hope and I still pray.

Everyone seems leaving. When days like today, winter solstice festival, I remember the taste of the glutinous balls and the warmthness of it. I feel contented to be at home. There is no place like home. Everyone will leaves, everyone changes but family remains.

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I am adamant that I'm going to get it done by this freaking month. I just want to get this over. I despise all those jargons. I just want to stop using scholar google by typing all the keywords that i can think of. Trying to download the journals and been notified that I can't get the full access of that articles. Then log into the USM databases and try to hit the keywords. Then the utmost familiar line will pop up saying that USM doesn't buy this articles. Help!

I'll pay you a myriad of gold if you help me to complete this. If and only if i can.

While everyone is very busy doing their own work in the office, struggling how to write their journals and thesis. I'm munching my hello panda like nobody business. I'm using my precious 15min to write this post. OMG... i shall go back and continue my work!

*I shall not despair. Someone/something please invigorate me!.. @ lil more to go ...

My life.

A: Hey, are you girls doing any work?

Me: Of course. Btw, why are you with sunglasses at this hour?

A: I usually wear it till 9.30 (pm).

What a joke. Hilarious. @aargh, his determination totally engrossed me. He is there 24/7, even on Saturday and Sunday. Without realising peeping through the window become our favourite past time. LOL.

Im at the state of despair. Working hard to get the our data in all the way that we could think of but still the response rate is not at a desire rate.

I believe it will be better tomorrow. There are days that we are surprise with some helpful people that willing to go beyond their responsibility to help us. Their kindness impress me.

Apart from that, thinking about what is waiting for me in the future makes my heart palpitate. It's convoluted and encompass with a lot of uncertainties. Isn't this makes it worthwhile to be anticipated?

I'm pack with my 3 pending chapters but still manage to have some times to think of what-is-the-purpose of me breathing. It might sounds ridiculous. I constantly bombard myself with question like what I really want? Will I be able to take all the consequences for my decision? I guess I'll know the answer soon enough as Im stepping into the adult world (what a joke?) I'm just too old of not working at this age.

Stare at it long enough makes my vision vague and unclear. Is it one, two or three. It might just be zilch. Nada. I always think of my future , my future career, my family, my love ones and my friend. I am just too self-centered i guess. Something i should look into a bigger picture. Not always me as the centre of everything. C'est le vie.

Days like today i would just want to pack my bag and go without worries. Is that an act of loser? Stay and hang on there is always harder than pack-n-go because you need to pick up all the pieces of yourself. Just like a development after war.

P/s: The pictures shows that the beauty of monotonous season country.

I just miss it and you.

I need a nice beverage. I need to love myself. I need too.

Coffee bean. Iced blended vanilla and a good book. Splendid.

211010. Thursday.

It has been a while... that i've been thinking bout this. Sometimes, snap judgement might be so true. Too much data might leads to unnecessary distraction.

Is such a complicated mechanism in betw human that makes every friendship so unique. I appreciate 'em. I really do.

Thanks for such an early wish. Sweat. I know you're my friend forever (sounds so cheessy). One day we might grow apart. We might disagree on what the others doing but deep inside we'll still support without much questions. That is what we need and what we can do as friend. I believe we love to do so too. It's something unconscious.

Believe it or not, i know you're the one. since we first met.

Pour my time into the river.

This is my desktop. I'm actually working my thesis. Haha...

Now, i dont have to buy lomo coz i can have a cheat polaroid photos. I'm so engross with this polaroid software. Argh.

This picture taken 3 years ago. Long hair~

I like this picture so much. It look's so vintage.

I look so weird here.. Anyway, it's still me! The 2010 me.

Ok, i shall get back to work. arghh... I think i wanna do my master until the age of 30. Ishh.. why am i not doing my work? Why? Hmph.
Im wasting my time online the whole doing nothing. Particularly, nothing at all.