Okay, the weight loss journal is up.
http://journeyofinchesbegone.blogspot.com/
It might be not updated so much now due to my busy schedule and projects.

I mean, like, I am still awake now to do my EFMA. Pathetic, I know.
Today I was so stressed up with tuition, school and what-nots that while rushing to tutor Safie at 6.30. I actually stopped for a breather under one random block and stringed my thoughts down on paper. I am actually trying to cut down or smoking, hell, maybe even quit. No none of the cancer shit but because it is really burning a hole in my wallet. Guess the government got their wish after all. My point? In all of the 20 minutes I pondered, I didn't light up! I felt so proud of myself. I know I am a far cry from quitting altogether but hey, baby steps, right?

He finally got back from outfield. My phone rang in the morning and instinctively I knew it was him eventhough he told me he would be back only in the afternoon. I rushed and was ecstatic to see 'Regan' blinking on my phone. I almost screamed. After a hot and heavy conversation that might have gotten a tad too heavy(sniggers), I dragged myself to school.

And there, right there in management class that I decided being clueless for this long is bad. I know what's happening but I don't find my knowledge matching to my expectations. And so, I have constructed a schedule from now till my final examination for all my module and making way for me to be me and teach comfortably.

Which leads me to my next topic. This girl in my class wrote this on her blog. Not word by word, of course but it goes something like this," Please dun push me to their kind of life, I am not like them!". She does not enjoy what we are doing so she goes to the beach ALONE so that 'the wind can swirl in her hair'. And the highlight of our chalet in her opinion? 'Jackpot in the arcade'. WTF?!?She barely spoke to any of us and then she bloody categorize us? THEIR life, MY life.

Look, I am not being mean. Oh, fuck it, yes I am. But I have a reason. You tell me, in poly, do you only flock with people that suits with your own lifestyle? No. You get people from different walks of life. And it is not 'pushing you to whose life'. Who the fuck asked you to live our lives? You really think we ALL have the same interests? Heck no. But we try. That is the difference! You dun even talk to us, no fucking wonder you hated the chalet. There was no need to drink and nobody objected to smoking in the chalet. You hate it so much? Go find an astronaut suit and a mask, complete with an oxygen tank. Oh, bring an arcade machine with you too.

Truth is, I don't even hate this girl. Studious, kinda soft spoken(I think). It's not against her, per se. It is against her narrow mindedness. I am not being a hypocrite when I talk to her nicely, I only talk about studies with her. And I dun mix my studies with my personal assumptions and judgements. So don't get it twisted, u dig? *snigger.

Really, cannot stand narrow-minded idiots. TRY! Try and blend, mix. You'll find yourself a happier person.

Whatever. Got to go. This air conditoning in my room's making the tip of my nose red and runny. (Funny how my nose detects hot and cold before anything other parts of my body, unless it's my... nvm).