and vice versa.
They co-exist.
i should set a daily plan and weekly goal. i've lost track of the date and time. they are meaningless to me now. i'm no longer waiting for any posting results.if they come, they come. what is meant to be is meant to be. sometimes being optimistic makes me pessimistic. i mean to say, sometimes i wonder if i shouldn't be too optimistic, cause it may kill my will to fight. but seriously, right now i don't have a chance to fight.so might as well.
after quitting work from stussy for near 2 months now, i still seem to have an endless list of things to do.i sleep late, being engrossed in my work, and waking up late.oh, where had the discipline to sleep before 12 and wakes up at 9 plus gone to? having no routine in life makes one degenerate. i wish i am learning something, attending lessons or classes. hiphop dance classes. sigh. but i wouldn't say i've acheived nothing at all. i baked, completed 3 drama series(they're good!), read 2 books, catch up with people, shopping, singing, started a ps2 rpg which is satisfying cause i havent touch one for 2 years, did all the movie-watching/swimming/ikea-ing with den, and of course, tried my best in the ntu portfolio. now i'm toying with the stuff i can do online. as compared to people who're working, or attending interviews for unis, i don't know i should be happy or not. hur.
as for the plan this week, i finished a book and redo my blog template today. sister 'hired' me to design her front page of her website so im gonna spend some time on that, self-teaching myself photoshop and hopefully dreamweaver so i can start one too. wed im finally gonna have a stayover at munnie's house. after the first one which was more than 2 years ago. it was a memorable one, the kind that i felt would be the nicest for the first times only. like how sometimes we draw the nicest picture at first try, then when we try to draw the same one again and it turns out funny. so im trying something new on wed, not repeating our antics. it can be quite scary climbing the tall gates of hers. hah. oh. which reminds me, i haven went clubbing a single time all the while im bumming around. no cravings either. i think i deserve an award. hah hah.
alright, den says i must sleep before 3. i must have some discipline. poor baby going outfield tmr. luckily i don't think it's gonna be tough. nighties world.