cyclical unemployment.

Its already week11! Ever since the orientation camps passed by, every week has been a repeated cycle.

Firstly, the weekend would fly by. And that's me on sunday nights trying to rush my Matlab assignment and econs tutorial (which gave me the inspiration for this blog post).

Monday, for some reason or another, I seem to have lost the ability to wake up early. Thus, I would wake up when it is already the early afternoon and I have to go prepare for lessons. When I come back from school, again, the mad rush for Matlab and econs tutorial.

Tuesday, has been quite a demoralising day for this semester. My inability to wake up early has cost me quite a few lessons.

Wednesday, after a good economics lecture, my cca!

Thursday. Slack.

Friday. Ehhhh..slack.

conundrum.

I think too much. I observe and question the actions of people. And I cant say that my conclusion is very far from the actual happenings. So from the early shapes of my conclusion, I can already tell that I wont like it, one single bit.

amusement.

I have seen quite a few stuff in my short life that I wouldn't like to see, and life as it seems, is never short of surprises.

I never claimed to be the smartest person, or the most street-wise person alive, and rightfully so. But it really seems that some people are living at the bottom of the proverbial well.

At what age it is now, and how old the person in question is, and still resorting to using childish and immature tactics to foul the character of this unfortunate someone. *roll eyes.

Nevertheless, having gone through my "Youth Evolution" training, I learnt that as a good budding social worker, I must learn to thicken my skin, and just be the bigger person, understanding that maturity is possible when the frontal cortex of the brain develops.

Sheesh. Like put any other person in my shoes, and we'll both be laughing all the way home.

Anyway, I would be volunteering my services at the student care centre drop in cafe! It would start the following week and I hope all goes well.

autobots vs the decepticons.

How is it even possible for people to be so mule-headed? Hai. And just wondering, what would be your reaction, yes you the reader, if you were to encounter such a blatant lie in your face?

I was flabbergasted, sputtering at the mere audacity of such a lie.

It would be akin to running face first into a block of solid wood.

wishlist.

Life, in all of its chaotic glory, can be a real challenge. I've always wanted a peaceful and quiet life, just little old me in my world + my friends, that's it.

Studying for the mid years have never been so challenging. I really have no idea if I have prepared enough. Let me get over this week and hopefully life would be more peaceful again.

But would I get bored of having a quiet life? Wouldn't anyone crave for some adventure, or rather just indulge in their own daydreams?

a whole new perspective.

I was troubled by some stuff that happened that was close to my heart. But having received news of one of my school mate's unfortunate mishap, the incident that happened seems trivial now.

"In every life,
there comes a time
to walk in shadows and in sunlight,
to hear silence and song,
to shed tears of sadness and of joy,
to forget what has been taken,
and remember
what has been given"

I found this extremely meaningful, especially the last 3lines, in which my best friends should know why.

I'll offer a prayer up to the Lord for him.

This is my favourite prayer, for both myself, and to his loved ones.

The Serenity Prayer.

God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.

my life.

To actually look back on my blog posts, I realised that I don't really update about my life. When I blog, I usually muse about the more interesting stuff that I think about, usually when I'm travelling alone.

Or maybe my life is just plain boring, but that's another story altogether. ha.

What can I say about my life so far?

I guess the word I'm looking for is 'contented'. I suppose I can be a easily contented person, I don't expect much from the world, and I depend on myself to fight for the things I want.

Going back to be a student again does feel great, but I'm trying to get back into my lost rhythm of studying and thriving under pressure, stress and competition. All my modules I'm taking so far have been alright, and in fact I'm quite enjoying school life. I have signed up for the NUS Community Service Club and will be volunteering at a student care centre near clementi.

There was this one incident that happened not too long ago. I was crossing an overhead bridge towards NUS and I saw these three students from NUS with dyed hair, smoking, and get this, two of which were having their hoodies on their heads! They were like staring at the people who walked past them, as though they were gangsters.

But being me, when they stared at me, I stared back even harder at those buggers. And being uncharacteristically "gangsterish", they didn't dare to stare at me again. Sheesh.

I mean like if you are a university student, you are actually fighting with other top students to secure your degree, and having paid good money, you are supposed to be working hard to do well right? Not behave like gangsters and smoking. If they want to be real gangsters, they should just leave school and join a real gang, and that will open up their eyes as to how lucky they are.