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Friday, February 27, 2004
ok i was so fedup with the bad service of the comment service website enetations that i've dumped it for haloscan. Although enetation is such a funky name for simple word like comments, the server screws up almost 3/4 of the time when i want to post a comment. the only problem is all my past comments are gone. well, they'll now be for my eyes only.
the third draft went well. G said that there won't be any major changes to it just a few adjustments and tweeks. I was so delirrriously happy when i got the news. i've done some basic maths and realised that i need to finish one chapter a week if i want my thesis to be done in time.
No problem. just that procrastination is here again and i'm *here* at the computer again. arrived in school on a friday morning 8am, resolved to get some work done and hand in the 18th century essay. can life get any better? I think it could. my mum was at the nagging business again on the phone. i find it very amusing when my mum begins to comment on my social life. i'm thinking what sort of encouraging things she can say about my social life. i still can remember the heartache i caused her when i had my late night rendevous and her pitying pleas for me to come home early and stop hanging around with my band mates. Wanting to get a band and drum out music is certainly not a phase. i would love to do it again but commitments do not allow. Yet there's no big loss in that. i just basically sing in my shower and living room and that makes me happy, perhaps only to the detriment of my neighbours. Btw back to mum topic, those tv programmers should have "The darndest things mum says" on their slot sometime..
Mum so there's a jazz concert happening at your university this friday?
Me yeah.
Mum so you know after we accompany your sister to the gynae, you want to go?
Me no i got church cell group meeting
Mum oh. the jazz concert is by the nus jazz band. they've been around 10 years. there's going to be singers too. Do you know this singer *blah blah name*?
Me no
Mum how come you never join the jazz band
Me muuummm... well i've got other stuff to do like church, studies... well i believe what i'm doing right now is meaningful..
Mum church again. why always church? why can't you just join the jazz band?
Me Well let's just say we have different values ok.
Mum ... your boyfriend also take up alot of your time
2 reasons why i don't want to get mad at her. one is that Jesus forgives me of my obtuse moments as well and two, it just sucks being angry and upset. there's just better things worth fighting for in this world then winning an argument like this.
i'm sincerely looking fwd to my next leisure library visit. i can't wait to start writing more of my nonsense stuff again.
krunchypeanuts...once u pop u can't stop...daily trivia with a dose of social responsibility...a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down...let's say we try...oh Lord how we try...
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