Thoughts Unlimited

I never thought I would be at this age, choosing my future, looking at it and wondering what it holds.

14 years ago I said I wanted to be an architect.

10 years ago I said I wanted to be an artist.

8 years ago I said I wanted to be a lawyer.

And today I don't know what I really am going to do with all that future time.

Yeah, it has. I really need to stop doing nonsense (like this!) and start actually studying.

I'll just post this pic and be done with it. For now.

Essentials for studying:
Ah too bad blogger doesn't like me and so it refuses to let me post the pic. Just make do with the link then.
http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/rh89/CIMG4851_small.jpg

Dear Blog,

Today at just past 7am, yinx drank one cup of teh ping (iced milk tea with about 5 tablespoons of sugar), ate one egg tart (pastry with artificial yellow colouring and flavouring), and also managed to eat 7 sweets costing 10 cents each (this was done in the space of 5 minutes).

Well, then she got high and laughed until she cried.

Adapted from the lyrics of I'm Too Sexy, the result of me and yx's bo liao-ness.

I'm too sexy for tutorial too sexy for tutorial
No need to do basic questions

I'm too sexy for lecture too sexy for lecture
So sexy it hurts
And I'm too sexy for LT4 too sexy for LT4
H1R5 too

And I'm too sexy for my tutor
Too sexy for my tutor
No way I'm doing vectors

I really hate vectors you know what I mean
And I don't do my tutorials anyway
Yeah I don't do them at all yeah
I don't care anyway

I'm too sexy for my notes too sexy for my notes
Too sexy by loads
And I'm too sexy for my GC too sexy for my GC
Obviously don't you see

I'm a slacker you know what I mean
And I take my little snooze in the LT
Yeah in the LT in the LT yeah
I take my little snooze in the LT

I'm too sexy for H1 too sexy for H2 too sexy for H3

Cos I'm a ponner you know what I mean
And I spend my time in the canteen
Yeah in the canteen in the canteen yeah
I spend my time in the canteen

I'm too sexy for my A too sexy for my A
Poor teachers poor maths teachers
I'm too sexy for Cambridge too sexy for Cambridge
It's going to fail me

And I'm too sexy for this song.

Disclaimer: The above is by no means representative of reality. Any resemblance to any event, past or present, or person, living or dead is entirely coincidental.

(And I would like to add that I have been extremely good with maths this year.)

ONEWORDONLY. but who says I follow anything
(A thing which Ling kindly decided to pass to me, resulting in an inevitable blog update.)

1. Yourself: Bored

2. Your boyfriend/girlfriend: Nonexistent

3. Your hair: Long

4. Your mother: Out

5. Your Father: Overseas

6. Your Favorite Item: Albums (Music and Photos!)

7. Your dream last night: Dreamless

8. Your Favorite drink: MILO (It's not a kids/breakfast drink...)

9. Your Dream Car: BMW

10. The room you are in: Study

11. Your Ex: Huh

12. Your fear: Boredom

13. What you want to be in 10 years? Alive?

14. Who you hung out with last night? Flourishers + Magicians

15. What You're Not? A Scientist

16. Muffins: Chocolate Chip

17. One of Your Wish List Items: LONDONENGLANDLONDONENGLAND ahhhh

18. Time: 8.37pm

19. The Last Thing You Did: Smsed

20. What You Are Wearing: Spectacles

21. Your Favorite Weather: Snowing

22. Your Favorite Book: Macbeth

23. The Last Thing You Ate: Pizza

24. Your Life: Still here

25. Your Mood: Sian

26. What are you thinking about right now? My lack of dinner

27. Your car: I wish

28. What are you doing at the moment? Doing this stupid thing

29. Your summer: (you mean all year round right...) Thinking of ways to slack

30. Your relationship status: You think?

31. What is on your TV? Either StarWorld or AXN

32. What is the weather like? HOT (Duh, it's Singapore leh)

33. When is the last time you laughed? Probably less than 2 hours ago

Passing this baton of no-lifeness to NOONE HAHAH. I'm not evil.

To quote Tom Hank's character in Forrest Gump,

"Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get."

I had a box of chocolates.I opened it. I ate some. It tasted alright. I was going to continue eating it when.. someone decided to give me another box.

I looked at the new box of chocolates.

It was pretty on the outside. It looked promising. I asked some people what they thought about the chocolates inside, and they gave mostly positive reviews. However, I was also aware that there were some bitter ones inside.

So I closed the old box of chocolates and opened the new one.

6 months.

That should be enough time to pass a fair judgement.

And I've passed mine.

I want out. But I can't get out.

I don't open the old box of chocolates too often not because I don't like them, but because it's too painful to see what I left behind. Everytime I do, I am reminded again and again. I shouldn't have.

I made a wrong choice.

I felt it when I first moved. And I thought it'd get better. But it's been the same.

Ask me to choose again, I know my answer for sure.

Why didn't I follow my heart?