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If you are still reading this (and I'm not talking to those spambots out there), congratulations for being faithful and here is your reward:

I nickname it this:

"Nyanyian Sumbang Kemerepekan"

Yea, really. Anyone has a tuner number?

Truly, it cannot be by my hands alone.

To those who kept me in prayer (you know who you are), thanks!

It happened. It's not like I didn't see it coming, but I really hoped for something better.

Yet, I believe that it will be more than this.

Here are two choices:

1. Beautiful girl

2. Ugly girl

Assuming you keep everything constant (including relational capabilities, personality and other individual variables), who would you choose to be your mate.

I might choose the Ugly girl.

Not because I feel sympathy for her.

Or because no one else wants her.

But because it could be that little unnoticed pebble on the road which is my precious.

Yes, it might be a little shoddy. And yes, it might not even be a selfless nor selfish decision.

But you know and you know, that you have chosen because you decided to.

And that made all the difference.

Would you make the same choice?

Yes, it is done.

I AM SO DEAD NOT CONFIDENT AT ALL.

I quote:

"By the way, I want you to know that if you want to give me a thesis draft, though officially we only grade the thesis paper, I will remember your draft & when giving you your final thesis paper grade, will also include your grade for the draft. So your final thesis paper grade = grade for draft (s) + grade for thesis paper. This is because the draft is your only original piece of work. Once I review it & give my comments, edit your sentences, part of the thesis paper becomes mine. The more I edit, the more it is actually my writing & not yours. As such, it is not fair for me to ignore your drafts & simply grade you on the final thesis paper. And it is important for you
> to be aware of this so that when you write the draft, you are not simply writing nonsense. Even though it is a draft, for you, it should be your best work."

Please note the bold and red word and join me in the lament.

Kudos to May Shi for the warning, but seriously, I don't know who this is:

http://hamletshero.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-why-i-should-be-on-mtv-blog-squad.html

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EVERY MOMENT OF WEAKNESS, WORTHLESSNESS, HOPELESSNESS, SADNESS, TIREDNESS, HORRIBLENESS, AND FRIENDLESSNESS IS A SIGN THAT WE ARE STILL HUMAN.

It's exactly one week since I last blogged.

I promised to blog once I got over my examinations/assignments, but the truth is they will never end. In fact, the moments I were in a pro-blogging mood tend to be the same as the times when I was stressed/depressed/rejected/confused/worthless/insert-negative-adjectives.

And to be honest, even the happiest people have insecurities in their life, even if it's only a modicum. It's just that we don't seem to show it off. Trust me, we still need to vent at times.

Another reason why I haven't been blogging is because each time I start to write something, I do not feel that the post did any justice. It's like it seemed so darned imperfect. And to a near-perfectionist, it's not even close to being acceptable. Imagine wasting hours on something that will just go down the drain. [Insert Miss Winnee's cries of frustration when her students give her the WTF look.]

Perfectionism is sometimes a good thing; it helps us strive for something better and bigger than ourselves. And even if we do not hit the target right on mark, we still do better than if we just do things like-that-la. At other times, it's a curse. We make ourselves the toughest critic. We settle for NOTHING except the best

What's wrong with NOT being the best anyway?

Sometimes we just gotta learn the hard way that no matter what, we will only be imperfectly perfect. So, why not if we try to be perfectly imperfect instead?

If you have never tried it, take heed: it's just as difficult.

Oh sheesh, I don't know how to end this post.

Tempted to delete this whole load.

Oh crap, goodnite people.

P.S.: I lost my car keys in Mid Valley today. Luckily my car was at PS's place. Just want to record my thanks to Ju who sent me back to pick up my spares. I feel sorry for the guy who is walking in the Mid Valley carpark pressing the button and listening for the beep.

P.P.S.: I'm neglecting several people in my life now when I know I shouldn't. Just know that I still love you peeps!

I want to update my blog, BUT seriously I need to get my assignment done and study for mid terms.

So, please wait a wee bit longer.

And my computer is still slugging, so I switched to using my dad's lappie. Sorry dad.

Yea, haven't used the computer in 8 days.

Long time I haven't posted things in three-three-three. So here we go!

Happy B'day VIC 'N' ZION.

Congratulations, I have just made my first income as a blogger: