been thinking heaps these days.. Thoughts intermittenly weaved into my exam study sessions in central. HAI~~ thinking thinking.. thought kills you. yupp. <TOO MUCH THINKING>
however, on the flip side, if i try to find a silver lining under this grey cloud… hey i mite jus b able to turn the whole negative attitude completely around. HAH!! i think, wit all these thinkings ive been doing, i would hav succeded in being a wiser person… in the field i was havin thots abt .. obviously.. (OMG i bullshitthing again. wat a load of crap!) Ahh, haha anwy, i’m entitled too.. ive jus had my 2nd paper today.. after pulling an all nighter last nite TSK TSK. At 230 pm today, i went into my BIOC 213 exam venue with jus 4 hours of sleeep in total, all dispersed throughout the wee hours of d night from 3 am up to prior to the exam. All thanks to last minute attemtps of unmerciful cramming and stuffing of information into my poor poor brain… i must say thats the most about metabolic pathways ive learnt in 24 hours, thank u.
more exams ahead. GUD LUCK to all who hav stil got papers!!! ^ ^
When a gud thing comes our way, we tend to abuse it.. (btw this is nuthin 2 do wit exams) May take ahwhile, but we inevitably commit that crime.. and once you abuse sumthing, it wont b long before the novelty of it wears off, and along with it, the pleasure it used be. It could stil deliver a ‘high’,.. jus.. NOT QUITE the same sort of exhilirating ‘high’. Your life is usually, although not always, devoted to seeking out that piece of article to supply the same high…
And the way things have always been, the regularity and routiness of life is distrupted.. which can either b good, or bad, depending on how you look at it. Its like the abuse of drugs… or deprivation diets that lead to uncontrolled binge sessions coupled to feelings of guilt and shame.. And even wit jus about anything really.. Anything thats nice and swit and gud .. we jus want more and more of it.
The IRONIC thing is, if we do get MORE and more of wat we want, it jus kinda backfires… and we eventually ruin it for ourselves at the end of the story. Hopefully, the end of that story wil jus b one of the many stories that make up the chapters of a book we each call MY LIFE.. so that every lil ending, has a fresh lil new beginning*
It’s bizzare, but its the truth.