Battle.

This week's a long week. Supposedly centrifuge today, currency flying tomorrow, brief and exam on Thursday. Was set up in the centrifuge and pulled out because of the exaggerated BP. Spent the whole afternoon trying to get to the right people to get things sorted out but left extremely disappointed with the way things went. Was pumped with the right attitude and energy level to get through this week but now i'm not only off my track, morale seem to hit a new low. And still, i have to keep my head straight for the rest of the week. What a Monday. It really sets me thinking whether its worth the fight. If i am giving my best, why ain't you?

People and things come and go. People fight for their own lives, they hardly cared about others. Its only their life that matters and they do anything to get what they want. They hardly spare a thought for others. When i genuinely take someone as a friend, i never hide and fake sincerity. But it becomes extremely sad when people take it for granted or fake their reciprocal. Because i have eyes and i can see, clearly than others for i am more sensitive than anyone can be. Don't say things that mean forever, or things that would last. It stays with me for i take your word. And when things are not happening, its not a good feeling within and i don't trust what you say anymore.

Recently have been feeling a lot of that. But people are like this, they change. Just like me and the wind.

Guess, i wouldn't have any mood to do anything happy. Do i really want this?

Stoned.

This week was really quite gruelling. First time the paper's been pushed to Tuesday and i remembered how terrible Sunday was i couldn't get any studying in before the book-in. Wednesday was Stealth presentation and Thursday was Fair brief. Not forgetting the redundant reflections we have to make and get on with lectures for the next exam. It's really been quite a blink of an eye and there we go, is it already week 6? or week 7?

Quite smooth sailing with how things went, presentations went without being stirred and fired at. And news got around today that i didn't fail the exam. So now already, 6 down and actually quite a few more huge ones to go. HAP haven't started, my TMAX blood pressure not cleared and still have some currency flying. Looking back, would have taken this without starting so yeah guess i'm back on track.

I feel like i have a million other things i need to do, to accomplish. I hardly ever run out of things to do, is it good or is it bad? Sometimes i really think hard about making the right choice. How do i make a choice between something without limits against stability? What would you chose? Who would you listen? Would you listen to a stranger a few years back? If you could, how did you?

Sprained ankle and fucked the ippt. Would getting wasted this weekend kill my stamina next week?

Plans ain't concrete at all.