Je Penser...

Bonjour tout le monde.. Comment allez vous? Vous etes bien? Mal?

Guess what? This semester, my so called 'leisure-time' is gonna be cut down to like less than 30 minutes or so.. Why? Blame the workload! Never in my entire life, did i expect to write this many essays cum journals. The worst thing, it just keeps piling up AND its just one subject! Ain't there a limit or something? I shall bring forth the power of my faith and my will to go on without going berserk n raving mad..

In other news, Well.. I went through the syllabus for the French major program last week and you know what? It seems I've completed their first level/semester! YIPPEE!! For this semester a.k.a the second one, i think I've only got 1 class with them - THE HISTORY OF FRANCE or something like that. So, the main question here is, despite knowing the workload and the soon to be sacrificed sleeping hours, do i go on with my dream of graduating with double degrees-English and French? Let me know you opinion,oui?

Moody me..

Double dee.. double daa...double dum.. *Arggh..* Thinks... *Sighs..* Hey there! Don't even know what i'm saying here. CRAP!! Don't mind me.. I'm just 'letting off some steam'. 8 reports down; a hell lot more to go. Haha.. no la.. 6 more to go. Lets just hope my 'lovely' lecturer doesn't add anymore clauses as to how the reports should be like PLUS the 15 mini assignments that i've been neglecting. Pai seh la.. Really beh tahan sometimes but, what to do? Life goes on.. *The song '' the show must go on" from 'Moulan Rouge' plays in the background...* Adios!

Pondering Panda's

Life.. *Sighs..* Life is full of changes, life is full of challenges. That's why it known to have its ups and downs as i'm sure many of you have gone through.

These days, i feel weird. Like something's not right with me. Life goes by day in day out but, i can't help but feel it in me all the time. On the outer scale, everything appears to be fine but, on the inside? Its another story. Heck, it is like a shipwreck or you could say, an approaching mass of distruction!

I feel the gnawing 'pain' growing each day. What is it? Deep down, i feel empty. That's right.. Just plain, white emotionless human. Freaky ain't it? Speaking sometimes has suddenly become task-like. A task! Can you imagine that? Its like having the saying "speak only when spoken to" come true. This is an alien thing to me. Who can i trust? Who can i see for help? It's a brain muddlle to be muddled about.

Currently, i've my mounting assignments to keep me busy. But, once its done? This alien-ish feeling comes back to haunt in full force! Loneliness has been my recent neighbour. One whom i hangout with almost daily. Its my current bestie although i'm surrounded by people and my friends. Get what i mean?

I know, it probably sounds like i'm leading a very troublesome and boring life. Maybe i am but hey, there are the good times as well. So, this isn't a complaint or anything akin to it. I repeat, NOT A COMPLAINT!! Just a place to let my soul fly.