sometimes i doubt your commitment to sparkle motion.

It’s been awhile. :)

Taking a break from the internet proves to be quite good, mentally.

I mean, being away from the laptop, technically leads me into getting more of my time spent on.. my notes. And knives and cups and teaspoon for jam spread; and also hangers, laundry clippers and my piled-up clothes stuffed inside my wardrobe. I've counted yesterday, that i've got 58 tops and 5 dresses, 5 jeans and 3 capris stuffed inside my wardrobe; all of which've been nicely hanged and folded, by meeee :D

It's like some kinda mini achievement, finally having my wardrobe sorted. But the one sad realization i had, was that of all the tops i have, tops that i would, and could actually wear, were just a mere 35% of all the total tops i actually have.

You'll never have enough; until you're ended up with nothing.

Crude.

I am. I realize that i can vary very differently, especially when i'm speaking / being with people of different characters, and ways of life. With certain people i'll just stay quiet, this happens when they appear too-good-too-be-true, like when i think they're better than me; with certain people i'll keep my tolerance level to the highest possible threshold level, this happens normally when i'm with my coursemates / lecturers; with certain people i'll expect them to treat and know me better and if they don't i'll just get pissed with 'em; and lastly with certain people - as in with only very few people, i'll show them the me in me. Like i'll whine i'll complain i'll scorn i'll crudely compare i'll demand i'll.. behave in my worst manner ever.

Sometimes it's not that i can't, it's just that i don't want to. But i'm not even half as good as him and her; so dammit then on what friggin basis am i actually qualified to compare how differently we all are being treated?

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Hmm.

Ohya. Tuna in Water's quite deli. I like eating them together with wholegrain bread pieces, for breakfast and dinner. Also, i like soaking my sandwiched bread pieces into a hot cup of milo, it makes them taste chocolate-ty. But i fear taking milo too frequently because i don't prepare my own cup of milo you see. I always get my milo from the cafe, and i'll always order a hot one, to be packed away. So the girl at the counter'll always pack my milo into a plastic pack, and by the time i get back to my room, i'll always subconsciously notice the plastic's membrane (i said membrane cause i'm at a loss for words) containing my steamy milo gets kinda thinner. It's a tad bit alarming, cause when things like plastics get thinner it's like some common sense right it means then that it's corroding. So i think logically, that the plastic pack corrodes at 100 C, and that the milo inside's contaminated with its toxins.

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That's why i hesitate taking hot milo from my hostel's cafe. But i like having them.

To tell you the truth, I don’t deal with hesitations and disappointments easily.

But i guess i’ll have to learn.

:)

Byes.

P.S: There IS such a thing as a gold medal / annual UKM Gold Medallist. Well. I just never knew that, i honestly thought that we won't be graded anymore upon graduation so what is this? :(((