panic; poopoo’s back ^^

September 22, 2006


No matter how the others put it, the advisor is seemingly pissed off with us. Well, that’s the perception I get when I read his emails.

No matter how the others put it, I’m still in panic simply because.

I can’t bring myself to ease, plus the fact that I’m mentally on teethers, physically quite able, innards a tad queasy what with ALL that air inside since the morn’.

I feel AWFULLY SICK with what I already have in queue to be done, yet reminded again by the emails, which I awfully hate the most. Just give me the deadlines, will you? I hate reminders. I repeat, I hate reminders. Especially from the higher authority. I will give the final product, but just leave me be in my time, space and peace. — ala rant due to panic

I feel so disoriented because everything comes at me all at once. I want to calm down, yet I wish it were all just an awful nightmare. I have to cope with it, yet I wish I could run away from it all.

It may seem a tad too emotional to you. But if you were me, the panic-stricken me that I am now, you will feel like jumping out of the window as of the now.

Currently I have 3 urgent things to worry about:

  1. Lab Assignment
  2. UI
  3. Codes

Codes and more codes. Each time I even try to visualise it, I feel like vomiting. Literally, what with the AIR inside my system. I tell you, it feels horrible. There’s like air bubbles everywhere inside me.

AFTER I hopefully finish the 3 things, I have to think about the SSB and the coming midterms. Next week’s recess week, and I doubt I’ll be able to do anything I want. I haven’t even started on the present. I hate this life. I hate this timing. I hate being hurried like this.

Given the procrastinator that I am, it’s not that I don’t want to do things. It’s the mood. Seriously, when I really want to do something, I will when I feel all set to. If I don’t, like the panic-stricken me I am now, I won’t be able to understand anything, much less achieve something.


warning: this section is mainly based on quotes from a conversation with a friend. take it with a pinch of salt like i do. if you could, you’ll realise how amused i am. otherwise, don’t bother reading 😉

In the midst of all that chaos, after I’ve read everything and stuff and tried coming to terms with the mess I’m in now, my eyes literally lit up when I saw poopoo online.

This was how poopoo greeted me, when I MSNed poopoo:

“happy 23rd birthday booboo”

“O_O oei since when i’m 23 years old WTH

“no? its been 2 years since i talked to u on msn”

den how come i havent quit uni

“u stayed back ah?”


eh green color nice anot

“ha fking nice. PUI. and the people inside all brainwashed. everyday other than sex and army songs, nothing else”

WA u oso brainwashed le

“serious i tell u. nah, i’m pro. pro dun get brainwashed”

I started laughing. Really amused. Then, the best part was when poopoo forgot the password to be able to change the bank account no. of some profile. Best part was, it was the username that’s wrong too. Surprisingly, after 2 tries of incorrect username entries, the system allows poopoo to enter the NRIC as the username. I thought that was a cool system. But he didn’t realise that he still didn’t have his password, to start with, until he tried and I mentioned it. LOL.

Then, when I was laughing at him and stuff and mentioned that I wanted to find something to eat, he just attacked by saying,

“later i eat prata. hoho”

i cant find anything except chips… cos i cant cook… u get prata…

“HOHO. 1 kosong, 1 egg and 1 cheese. SONG”

nvm since u juz come out, i shall REN my jealousy

“hahah, ya. now i come home, like king”


“and the most stupid thing, i need to get 2 pic of my loved ones =.=. fking lame”

“o_o whats that abt? to put at ur bunk ar?

“my platoon seargant la”

Given his character, I understand his reaction. Haha, then continued complaining about not being able to bring in mp3 players due to some youtube incident. Only allowed to bring in discman. I was suprised cos’ discmans are like so last era kinda gadgets and he had the cheek to say that I’m speaking about myself =_=. Continued complaining that one meal a day wasn’t enough anymore, cos’ the appetite increased.

sian.. i get hungry when i panic” — this is me, though

“ha for fk u panic. and what the hell are u? where got pple panic = hungry =.=”



sai is holy meh” — ignore this =_=

“i left 3.74 gb on my d drive”

wa congratulations

“must go burn le. download too much anime and porn le. haha sian.”

SEE u brainwashed le

“in =.=?”

anime n porn tsk tsk tsk

“lets face the facts. anime i dun know la, but if u’re male and u dun download porn, u have to visit the doctor. cos something very wrong with u.”

but u’re gay

“i’m bisexual =/”

wa best u’re half gay

“ok what. but female still comes first la”

*** — this is the part that amused me quite alot

“and when i mean by bisexual, it means just spending my life with him. no sexual actions and etc.”

a marriage is just like spending yr life with a friend. thats all

Sometimes, the beliefs and analogies poopoo lives by, really inspires me, if not amuse. Lets me see other perceptions to a certain situation.

And then he left for his prata, and hopefully enjoying his weekend before he goes in for another year this Sunday night.

It’s people like these who usually keep me going, telling me to take it easy.


Another person to note: M. Though, I was tired and everything, I managed to smile and laugh at the things he introduced me to during our little lunch date on Wed. Basically just some Korean variety shows. He’s one person who followed on my dream to pursue languages. Apparently, he really utilises any time he has on his hands to pursue that. I’m going to wait ’till I graduate. One thing, though, I guess I’m not the only one keen on been a linguist. It rubbed onto some people, especially when I kept taking language modules for a good 3 semesters. I’d like to think I was the source of influence =b Grant me some credit, will you? -beams-



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