Post Exams

Yes, you sheng, it's after the exams yet i am still very busy!haha!

First and foremost, of cause i have to clean up the warzone aka my room which have been abandoned for the one month or so when i'm stuck with nothings but books. I bet it falls beyond the UN (or whatever) basic standards of living for a normal human being.

I didin't realise i have so many books after 3 years of study. There are basically no place to store them even without adding in those gotten from the last 12 years of pre-uni education.

And i have such a weakness for notebooks. I have one for every needed or not needed occasions. Many are used at most half way through the pages and others are bought purely because they are nice . And notebooks alone adds up to one box by itself.

and of course the war-zone is not fully cleared yet because other than tidying up the place, there are many fun things that i need to attend to!haha! like people that are scheduled to meet, sheeps that need to be discipled, books to read, new dishes to experiment,things to learn.... admist the not so fun ones like finding a job, running errands...
and of course i have so many pics and overdue posts:)
but for this new phase, i've made a new resolution ( i have long given up bout the dentist. No motivation is strong enuf). I have decided to eat my 3 or 4 or 5 meals promptly. no, dun get me wrong, eating is e most pleasurable thing to me but i am very ill-discipline when it comes to food. (well, ok actually most things) I eat all the junk admist the good ones, i have the most erratic eating schedule, most of the time according to my cravings, the portion that i eat fluctuates more than shares.
Ok, the point is my body is protesting. This time real hard, yesterday it lasted for 8hours. And there is no need to get myself to the doc. The last time i was there, in her most unsympathetic tone she said: "it cannot be helped, you just gotta eat promptly, eat your full breakfast. You have to." and trust me, she goes on for quite a while..
And so holidays or no holidays, the stomach needs to be fed on time. and while i'm typing this, i am trying hard to eat my porridge. i have no craving for food at all now. Eating for the sake of eating:( (ok, i heard you say about people who dun even have food to eat. I'll eat my porridge.)







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