i'm bk home frm a nice sakae sushi dinner w xunyu.. while eating i was reminded how mi ny n the rest always talk abt going for sushi buffet aft exams but we hafnt realli done it yet huh.. gotta find a day :)

anyway i had a good long chat with xunyu.. in the end i felt rather happy n contented la haa
it was suppose to b our indiv BS but we didnt realli do much of our stuff on the book.. but more of just chatting abt some general stuff.. i think i told her q abit of stuff i dont really tell pple abt.. so it felt q nice to have such a nice audience :).. i was happy she shared bits of her life w mi oso la..

anyway meeting her kinda cheered mi up abit frm a hectic day.. w mi arriving at & leaving SGH w a bad mood..

while this was a little entry i scribbled in my note bk on the train frm outram to habour front..

I used to have a little theory:
- not to expect too much from anyone, because no one is obliged to help you or look out for you.
I think about that in this way. with no expectations placed in anyone around me, I won't be disappointed easily right.

Why is it that time and again reality has to prove me right?
Why is it that I'll still be upset when i'm proven right?

Today i started my day w a very bad mood. Somehow once i reached SGH, on my long walk in, I manage to psyche myself up for the day. To immerse myself totally in all the action of my CSFC, be all smiley to everyone I see, try to learn and pick up stuff. But on that same long walk out of the hospital, at the end of the day, all the negative mood came back.
I felt so tired.. Just like a deflated balloon. Hope that this tiny balloon (on the Foley's catheter) that i have blown up, is only deflated by circumstance and hadnt burst in the catheter.

-end-

well i guess i cant stay upset for too long.. tinking that i had such an enjoyable evening

i started writing this at 11+ i tink now it's 1+
coz i've been on talking on msn n the phone for q a long while
now i damn tired
now i feel q lost tinking of the amt of work i haf piled up.. sorting out bits of scribbled pointers and histories..
i'm busy since the beginning of this wk.. all the way to next sunday. EVERYDAY till nightfall
the only time i'm free at home ll prob b this sun's aft.
time is precious time is short
y does sleep suddenly feel unimpt?
sigh