Thursday, October 21, 2004
Over the weekend I succeeded in
1)Sending in my SPH scholarship application
2)Finishing my personal statement and sending in my UCAS form
3)Crashing my com
Just as I was about to save my personal statement on sunday night my com performed the ultimate suicide and crashed..the crash and cannot turn back one type of crash. Ended up calling Jamie for for help (and she's in Australia) to rescue me. Well, we had a lovely long talk that continued the next day..about friendship and how transient most of thema re, and how hard it is to find a "by default" friend..which is basically, a friend that you can always go back to no matter how vastly changed you are. Well, after everything,a dn despite the Aussie Singapore business she still really is the bestest friend i have and have had so far...and at least I have that to be grateful for
SPH called me today telling me to go down on Friday for some written test type thing. I'm going to assume with a sort of blind hope that this means I've been is some way shortlisted or something. And the reply came really quick. counting from saturday till now, that like, 4 days? Including a sleep in sunday. I'm going to take their quick reply as a good sign too. Oh kind benevolent forces that be, may the people at SPH love me :)
I'm getting a bit conscious of my writing style now. At times I think I should cut out all the frivolity from my blog and turn it into a repository of knowledge and GP resource material- a Yijian or Zenon type blog (refer to sideboard). But attempts thus far have not been successful, Guess I'll stick to being frivolous, at least for now.
I'm also uber pissed off at the moment . Tell me if I'm wrong, but in my opinion, friends should, like, be at least a little concerned about what happens in one another's life. Like, divide the sorrow and multiply the joy, etc, etc, you know. Well, the point is, if someone considers himself or herself my friend, that person would not treat things that are important to me with indifference. I'm hate to talk about things like this on my blog but I have to say it somewhere. Because right now i seriously am not very happy about apparently meaning so little to you considering how we're suppposed to be good friends and all. And no, I am not pms-ing.
Bio prac in 10 hours, maybe it is time to say goodnight.
For everyone is pained by the thought of disappearing, unheard and unseen, into an indifferent universe, and because of that everyone wants, while there is time, to turn into a universe of words
maybe thats why we bother blogging, even if the eyes that watch us are unknown and unseen, even if we are doubtful of their existance. A chance at forging a connection, even with the soul of a distant stranger, is a better option than the fade of an unsung hero into oblivion and forgetting.
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