Friday, February 20, 2004
" NO INCOME CAUSES MISERY! "
can't get that line out of my head.. that came straight from econs lecture on unemployment..we had this super passionate lecturer who told us that unemployment caused everything from stress, unhappiness pain...stress related diseases like heart failure, headaches, this causes higher medical bills, high crime rates, looting, god knows what...basically..the unemployments the root of all..and i really mean ALL...evil.
Slacky day slacky day..was pretty high. was a nice day overall...no PE, that's one good thing...and chem prac wasn't nearly as torturous as it usually is, though wad with me breaking a test tube and falling over my bag i suppose i was, as ALWAYS, 'the death of wai san'.
wong wai san's my CT. She's from cambridge (caYmbridge, not cAmbridge, and if you say it wrong she pretends not to know what you're talking about), is ultra pale, prim and proper. one of the most frequently and universally uttered phrases in the class is "waisan hates me!" and she honestly does give out a freezy sorta feeling.
One of my (borrowed on a long term basis) simcards totally died on me...it does about everything except send or receive msgs, and since i'm using that card solely on the basis of its 700 free monthly, well...thats a truly sad fate. have a new one though *hey nice person! wave wave* that has like, 1000 free every month? not like i have that many pple to msg...will probably get passed around like all the others. :) *loves sharing*
Pigged out at swensons today! had a tall glass of something with pistachio nuts and caramel and banana that used to be called a trinity snowdome but i can't remember its name now. ......did someone say diet? hello? huh?
Honestly..today was good. its like, i was back to being my usual un-weird, un-mopey self...its like, im getting over the whole damn thing..which i will not refer to right now cos i don't wanna think about it..hell, its FANTASTIC that i've actually managed to get it out of my system for so long.
i don't know how much i should try to remember. remembering hurts, but something's..i dunno..you just wanna keep hanging sometimes. DAMN how did i get onto this subject? *out, lynnette...OUT*
Leaving you with this really beatiful poem...i keep copies of it everywhere. yep im such a die hard romantic
Beyond a certain point,
Numbers numb, and mean little
or nothing
What is a trillion light years
or a billion grains of sand
What is ten thousand revolutions
per second, or a hundred
thousand eggs in one minute?
I know that minutes never pause
at sixty, without becmng an hour
and that we spend our lives
in days, though we prefer to
remember them as moments
And if i had a second left,
or a million too few
I know I would live it
in one instant
if only...........with you
Daren Shiau
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