listening to Domingo A Noite (Sunday Night) by Luiz Bonfa, 'cept that it ain't a sunday night.

D511

Moving all my junk in hall from one room to another seemed to be an impossible feat a few months back, but i did it! Am now nicely settled in a new room overlooking pasir panjang with continuous supply of breeze. yayness. Now i can get changed without having to shut the blinds. *rubs hands with glee*

I still cant get my modules figured out. Hopefully prof replies my email soon with the green light. Oh why are things always in a state of perpetual mess?

I had my qualms about coming back to hall, which basically stems from the fact that i am just a solitary animal. How do i tell them that no i am not interested in block spirit and no, i dont want to join your committees and to hell with hall victories. I haven't the foggiest bit of interest in fussing over whether the hall lives or dies, despite being one of the supposed big shot. you may now gasp.

Sometimes i wonder if things would have been different if i hadn't gotten attached right smack at the very beginning of university life. Maybe i would have been more enthu. :p

I'm still suffering from post-oz blues.. was talking to kko earlier and she also did so much shopping! I'm jealous!!! But then yes, all the mess at that time couldn't possible have been helped.