Ex Post Facto

Breaks, however short they may be, allow me to take five and collect my thoughts and stabilize my sentiments.

And God Knows that I still have a long way to go. Somewhat surprising, considering that my previous block was Community Health and Family Medicine - some may be compelled to add "merely" before it - and by law, it shouldn't be stressful to anyone sane.

Well. Old habits die hard.

(Now's a good time to run if you're one of those people who think that I only complain. Perhaps the significant difference - p value > 0.005 - in our viewpoints and interpretation of things will never be amenable to change. Let's just agree to disagree and forever hold our peace.)

Maybe it's the other things. Those that happened on the sides. Firstly, the library is giving me problems, saying that I've yet to return a book. The problem is, I've never borrowed the book. Who would've thought that the title Disaster Medicine would bring a disastrous consequence, with such an ominous title!? And guess how much the book was priced? At least Rm300! What on Earth?!

(Let's just say that the library once screwed up. Fortunately I found the book that I have returned, but they failed to update my account. I frown at their blunder, and now I rage...still in silent, though.)

Then there was the time when Miyavi's battery died. The poor thing was stranded on hostile lands - KoM's god-awful idea of how a parking lot should be - for three days until a kind friend helped to bring him out of the fix. Again, money.

Fines (No, people, to my knowledge, summons do not mean saman. See what the university has done to your English!?). The latest one is because of some-may-know-what. I was erroneously lulled into a false sense of security when I received no words, since generally no news is good news. Oh boy. Things are not looking up.

I would have exploded into an endless tirade of hate, sarcasm and condescending name calling. But I didn't. The frustration is there, the melancholy...

But saying that I'm sick of all this nonsense is correct too.

My exam that day doesn't bode well either.

Yes, this numb feeling. Is this a proof of maturity, a sign of a stronger defense mechanism? A hope for a brighter future...

...or an omen to more devastation ahead?

Current Music: Love Drunk - Boys Like Girls

P/s: Not a SasuSaku fangirl - never will be - but seriously now...Sakura's confession to Naruto made me rage. Even if it's not her hontou no kimochi and it's done for his sake or something along those lines, it was poorly executed. Ah, Kishi's trolling...
It reminds me why I've dropped Naruto, Shippuuden or no.

Might as well follow Kobato., Kimi ni Todoke or some other tolerable shounen out there. Or shoujo with no irritating characters...and characters with pink hair. Yes, Sakura, I'm talking about you.