Revitalized!

OH WOW.

this place is amazingly stale. and that is because i am a loser who forgot the email add i signed up under, as well as the password.

anyway, so much has changed since the last blissful post. here is what happened during the forgotten months:

1. i left tokiomarine. for the last time, it is not a shipping company that digs up seabeds. do i look remotely like somebody capable of handling a CANOE, let alone a SHIP?!

2. i decided to go to smu. i am now up to my neck in assignments and projects. time flies.

3. i went to australia. walked with some penguins. very small creatures they are, i always had this image of them being entirely humongous, but they were strangely tiny. up to my calves to be exact, and you know how short my legs are. now i know how yao ming feels around...everybody except peter crouch and nikolas/nikola/nikolai/nikki zigic (WHAT IS HIS NAME? REMEMBER TO CHECK!)

and then i also checked out this haunted castle. how was i to know it was really haunted, until this yellow-eyed semi-sober australian waiter gleefully informed us of its past? i added the words "semi-sober" because he had a little too much wine to drink i think, he also kept talking about flying bottles in the backroom.

4. i was made to attend some of the most senseless camps in my entire life. almost all of these camps are designed to make unfit people feel inadequate, and i think i should stop now because im coming from a very dark place.

it was all right I SUPPOSE, if you enjoy indulging in strange games like "diu-diu-diu". i cannot really see how relevant that game is to making friends, i mean as far as i know, steven gerrard didnt round up the entire liverpool team to play that game with fernando torres when he first arrived at the club.

5. speaking of. that blondie joined liverpool despite announcing all his life that he only loved atleti...i have given up trying to discuss this. nobody will understand. my atleti soul is wounded. it is shattered. he will never come back. i will never see him in atleti colours again.

6. my dear sibling got married. one of the best nights of my life!

all right i know it had nothing to do with me, but im happy when people are happy. cliched as it sounds.

i think that sums almost everything up. of course there's so much more to say but i dont really wanna broadcast everything i feel to the entire world. my quote for the week, however, is this:

WHY DOES NOBODY DARE TO BE DIFFERENT?

if you dislike clubbing, don't go. if you dislike superficial relationships, don't make them. if you believe in something, stick with it.

actually, make that quote of the decade. many times i see people putting on fronts that go against their personal moral principles.

DON'T.

perhaps i have been reading too much about aung san suu kyi and her perseverance in fighting for democracy. yes i do realize there is a significant difference in the issues we are both propagating, but it all lies along the same lines. stick with your principles and do not let peer pressure (or in aung san suu kyi's case, the junta) get to you. it just pains me when people are so frightened into conforming without even knowing why.

behave in a way you will be proud of when you reflect upon your life at 85.

wow. i am in some mood today. i think kurt cobain's voice DOES stir people's minds.

relax, i am not hearing voices. ive just got nirvana on my playlist now.

OH DEAR ME! how could i forget??

MAKA LEFT FOR LIVERPOOL.

no, it's not a hot-shot qatari footballer. i mean my mate rekha makalingam. now her departure to liverpool saddens me more than fernando's departure to liverpool. imagine that.

hope you're having a great time there, and i have no doubt you are, considering you spent your orientation time in ANFIELD. and you didnt even have to play "diu-diu-diu"!

ok guns n roses is on now. now that upped my mood a little. and i just looked at the clock. 3 more hours to...

VALENCIA VS CHELSEA!

here are some things i would do if i were in valencia right now:

1. round up a gang to beat morientes and villa up. honestly, a little bit of humility would kill them would it?? theyre making chelsea's camp out to sound like war-torn chechyna.

2. uh.

actually that's all i would do. oh but WAIT!

2. twist vicente's ankles back into action.

about time he started playing again! at least play against chelsea and hobble off after the match.

ok. now on to psychology. midterms on saturday. and ive got mucho readings left.

i mean, considering how SWELL my past 2 midterms went, i think i had better try to do something about psychology. considering it's going to be FIFTY mcqs and ONE essay.

well i have already started reading up on some of the chapters to be tested. the good news is...

i now know how to raise children.

the bad news is...

that's all i know how to do.

as you can tell, i've just about finished this chapter on child development. interesting but quite a little bit of common sense there yeah. the book states that telling a child "I DONT LOVE YOU RIGHT NOW!" as a punishment is wrong. i should think that is fairly obvious.

but i think i should start taking my midterms more seriously. ive just had 2 tests, and they are:

1. SOCIOLOGY

-didn't finish studying for it. went in to class totally blank.

-felt very restless throughout test. kept thinking of subway cookies.

-person beside me kept sniffling and snorting, like she was trying to smell the paper. ive always been very sensitive to sounds, although i wonder why alarms dont seem to work for me in that case. maybe i should have recorded the sniffling girl, that should work as an alarm.

-wrote quite a bit of nonsense, something about ascription and things like that. for some reason i kept thinking of paris hilton. so in my essay i talked about hotel heiresses. let's hope the prof reads between the lines.

2. STATS

-again, i knew i was dead. i only started to really study the morning itself. why?

-because i had fallen asleep on my stats book. i was doing a sum on boxplots and i decided to rest my head on the table because it was unnaturally HEAVY at that point in time. the next thing i knew, it was bright and chirpy.

-and i had some boxplot marks on my cheek.

-so my mom came into my room and told me to "sleep as long as i wanted" because it was "unhealthy to not sleep at all", failing to realize that i had just spent the entire night unconscious on my stats book. but since i was so tired, i took her advice and slept thru most of the morning. before remembering i had a test.

-rushed thru all the formulas while panicking. not a very helpful emotion i tell you. i had to read out each formula about 8 times before it sunk in.

so as you can see, psychology is now my only hope. especially since i killed my chances of doing remotely well for LTB.

so what i should do now is to open my psychology textbook.

SIGH.

adios.

watch this space for valencia chelsea updates!

SIGNED,
SINCERELY,ME
PEARLYN SILVA

ahahaha. what an ugly font.