Maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet;

Thursday, September 16, 2010

There's something bout love /5:50 PM

I shouldn't have blinked because a week has almost flashed by instantly, given the fact that DMP period invokes a sense of backward attitude with the temptation to enter relaxation mode when obviously in contrary, we should be pouring over our materials. Somehow got hooked into the aroma of radio stations over the week and I really admire the DJs who can regurgitate such fluent conversations and throw in taglines to spice things up so easily. There is a sick regard that popular music is so often repeated on air and I swear, over the last 3-4 days of listening to 987fm, I have officially heard 4 times of "love the way you lie". And I listened to the station only on the bus and at night, around the exact time frames which simply put, reflects the non-originality in organizing music to be played.

I need to break free from those temptations, the lustful crave for the newest iPod touch and a new macbook. I am aiming to secure the latter with good marks and the additional support of christmas plus birthday gifts. That's how desperate I am, fancy lumping both christmas presents (from everyone) and likewise birthday gifts to be represented by one single laptop when others get one for no rhyme or reason. Perhaps this is the retribution I get for deserving such indifferent parents (in the good sense). I shiver with despair when others are grounded (I've never even come into contact with such a term) or reprimanded for the silliest acts possible and I reside in front of my computer daily with no exhaustible limit. I do treasure the freedom I've been given by my parents and I'll try my best to preserve it.

Until then, I have to break away from blogging to fully conserve my energy and study. I make it sound like a war of life and death, the arrival of judgement day--well, the latter may be a hyperbole but the first won't is so damn TRUE!

Sayonara Amigos, watashi wa yi ding will come back!