Footsteps Even Lighter

Did you really mean it?

Going to a cell group meeting the other day, someone spoke about fasting and how beginning the year by fasting would be an awesome way to kickoff the year. It was then when I asked myself "When was the last time you actually fasted and prayed?" Maybe it won't be too late to start fasting and praying again (:

A few days ago, I went for a class Chinese New Year Reunion Dinner in Subang but before dinner, I went shopping in Sunway Pyramid. While shopping, my mum called me and suddenly the conversation took a turn into a somewhat heated debate and I end up walking aimlessly into random stores checking out their wares half-hardheartedly and we spoke for nearly an hour.

Ending the conversation one hour later, I was feeling relatively tired, annoyed and well, pissed off. So I took out my rage on my debit card. Three hours later, I managed to overspend. Thank goodness it's now the Chinese New Year holidays so I don't have to starve in the hostel because I can come back to Klang. Sorry dad :B

Now I'm off to eat an orange and celebrate the beauty of a perfectly-made pineapple tart.

Signing out,
cross-stitches-are-angry

Let The Streets Resound With Singing

Let the music play

The start of a new semester brings new beginnings, hope renewed and last but not least, exam results. Truth be told, I am not particularly in a celebratory mood especially after Chemistry. Flipping through the paper, I noticed careless mistakes, errors I could have avoided, a blunder on my part and all this just amounts to my ever increasing self-loathe.

I have finally admitted out loud that sometimes I just have a certain revulsion towards myself. I know that I shouldn't feel this way and when I do, I feel worse. Almost depressed in fact. They say the first step to the road of recovery is to acknowledge the fact and maybe now I finally do.

Looking back at my paper, I noticed mistakes done so carelessly like obtaining the answer for a multiple choice question and marking the wrong answer on the answer sheet. And guess what? I did that THREE times! I forgot to write the units costing me one mark. My electronic configuration of copper (I) ion has a 4s1 electron (I don't know what possessed me to put that in), I didn't write the bond angles when it was clearly stated in the question and I only wrote the shape. I forgot the word 'deprotonation' during the exam so I had to write ligand exchange so I wouldn't have to leave that part blank only to remember that accursed word while handing in my paper. Oh Abigail, aren't you a genius?

The worst feeling is knowing that after 3 semesters, this is the kind of results I'm producing. And with only one more term to go and finals looming in the horizon, I am probably the worse person to offer words of encouragement and sympathy with me snapping at everyone being all irritable and antisocial.

After posting this, I dread the words that might come out of my peers which would probably be "PIA UNTIL KENOT PIA ANYMORE! Then when you feel like kenot pia, drink Red Bull then pia some more!" Ah, my friends give excellent advice, don't they?

I end this post with a note that I might have may or may not mildly exaggerated to some extent my sanity and my views on public examinations.

Signing out,
ai-laff-cats-berry-much

Ps: I think cabbages are adorable. They're like leaves that hug each other. They give each other leafy hugs. Aren't they so full of love? :3

I've Got My Own Agenda

First post of the year and it's from my sad hostel in Shah Alam. Great way to start blogging eh?

Walking into the apartment, I noticed the place was unusually clean but I pushed those thoughts aside and placed everything I owned on higher ground so I could start mopping. And guess what? The mop was missing.

A missing mop! Darnnit! I crossed the expanse of the hall and into the room to mentally assess the situation. Okay, nothing seems to be missing here. I walked around the house to do an inventory check and found not only was the mop missing, so is the dustpan but they left the broom (how kind).

Noting that they seemed to take cleaning items, I went to the bathroom to check if our toilet brush was still intact. It was! Yay! But they took my bottle of shampoo. The reason why I didn't take my shampoo was so I could use the bottle again. Buy a refill pack (which is cheaper and more environmentally friendly). The bottle was half-filled and they took it! Hmph.

So now I'm just waiting for my housemates to arrive so we can go shopping for a new mop and a dustpan. This would prove interesting. In the mean time, I have to check if the laundry-shop thingy (what are they called anyway?) is open today. The curtains need to be washed.

Cheerio.

Signing out,
figments, they are

PS: They also took the floor mat.