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Samantha, Officially 18

Seeking for the truth behind your existence. Realise your real hidden feelings of what you really want to be. Notice your true self, before it is too late.





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Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Continued.....

Today there is only one lecture which starts at 11. I was supposed to wake up early to go down to the park for a light jog, but somehow, even when my mum has switched off the air-conditioner at around 7.50am, I still cannot wake up. I heard my mum's faint voice abt herself going down to the park to exercise. I wanted to go mann, but I just could not wake up!!!!!

Decided to listen to my mum's advice to take mrt to school instead of taking bus. I thought it's rather expensive, but she said nevermind, so okay lo, I take mrt then. She is the one who encourages me, so I won't mind, of course! At the Irt station, I see that something's wrong with the display of the trains that are reaching the stations, but I dont really care, cuz maybe it's just some minor system error or sth. But when I reach sengkang station, I realised it wasn't the case at all. As I went down from the escalator, I saw a huge crowd gathering at the counter where the officers were, mostly complaining abt something. I then realised that the trains were not operating and many people were standing there waiting for the train to move. It was lucky that I was there rather early, but the breakdown lasted for 30mins. Some people left because they couldn't wait any longer. Moments later, the train finally moved at abt 10am. It was so squeezy inside the train mann. There's a veryyy tall indian man standing in front of me and I was surrounded with people. It was so stuffy and I could hardly stand straight as well.

Should not have listened to my mum's advice. I should have taken bus in the first place.

Late for lecture for 15mins, but so far, nth important was said during the lecture. The teacher's voice just boomed through the whole lecture theater. I wonder whether it was because I was sitting at the front few rows or was it the small size of the lecture theater compared to LT 24 that I went for AAA and FIT lectures. She was good in explanations, but frankly, it was slightly boring. I think I yawned a few times inside :x

Abt how I felt just now, I think it's just that I think too much. They are so unnecessary. Well, just forget it.

Thought of meeting manda and talk, but didn't. Well, we can meet some other time. She's rather busy these days too. Cannot bother her too much.

Hope tomorrow's french lesson would be easy. Pray for me :)

Suffocation

OH GOD this is my very first post in 2010! Am very lazy to post and my blog turns out to be rotting worse than I thought. So now, I have re-cleaned it and vowed to post at least one post per week! Somehow, this can help me relieve the unknown stress I'm having now when I'm coping with schoolwork and social life.

And my first topic is : SUFFOCATION.

I dont know why, but I have been feeling terribly sickly since I came home from school. Somehow, it feels so hard and excruciating to breathe in till it almost chokes me. All my worries just clouded over my head so much that it is going to burst. My chest feels so heavy that it sinks down, literally. I feel worse when my mum thinks that I am just showing a rotten face as usual. Damn, I feel like screaming out of my lungs but nothing just comes out of my mouth.

Realisation hit me, but is it too late?