breathing gets harder.

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Hi everyone who reads this which I assume nobody does but anyways hi anyways. It’s 3.29 p.m in Shah Alam, the weather’s quite windy and sunny. It has been scorching hot the past few days…

Hence, the flu.

Runny nose, uncontrollable coughs, constant sneezing, warm forehead, white-coloured pills, cough medicines, menthol ointments, pink blanket and throat lozenges, thanks for accompanying me throughout this ordeal.

It has just been week 3 in INTEC for Spring 2012 and I am that stressed out till I fell sick. I do not want to know what can actually happen throughout the remaining 3 months of Spring.

If you want to talk about what I had been doing the past 3 weeks, I had sent in one psychology research paper, one personal-experience essay for advanced composition class, did my introductory speech, had microeconomics classes, which was great. Mr. $ actually trolled us just now, saying that we have a quiz that makes up 10% in our final GPA. All of us went :O and then when we flipped the paper it was actually notes for the class whatlah Mr. Kesh ishhh. -.-

To talk about classes, Boston is great actually. A bit too cold for my liking. Maybe because I sit right underneath the flow of aircond. -.- The classmates iz nice. 8 boys 13 girls haha. 

Went for a meet-up in Nando’s with the Honolulu-ians yesterday in Subang Parade. Great day, great food. Well I assume that the food is great because my nose is blocked -.- But I was super hungry anyways so maybe everything tastes great because of that. I want to eat at Nando’s again.. and actually taste it ughhhh Nando’s…..

To talk about TOEFL. Well maybe most of you (who reads this blog) knows that I am supposed to sit for TOEFL last January 8th. Apparently there was something wrong with the testing agency so all 44 of us who was supposed to sit for the test went back home with dejected hearts. If I tell you that I was not disappointed, I would be lying. TOEFL is important and now, my future is at stake. I thought that the ETS ( people who conducted the TOEFL exam ) has difficulty in most parts of the world, cause apparently everybody who sits for the exam around the world sit for it at the same day, but there’s problem with the testing agency. How the fuck can you make mistakes did you know that your mistakes cost us our future? Now Syracuse University can’t evaluate my application cause they have not received my TOEFL scores and I might be able to get a place there IF there is any available space. Apparently those who sat for it in 14th January does not go through any difficulties at all. And when I asked you questions, you don’t even know how to answer my questions because you’re just a worker in Iverson and not under ETS blahs. If I do not get any university placements, I’ll sue you. Mark my words. I am not overreacting, but I do take my future seriously. Because honestly, I have no idea what I am going to do if I do not get any placing in the States. And the last three months of slaving off in front of the laptop filling forms and writing essays, going to-and-fro from Petaling Jaya to Shah Alam every week during the holidays will be such a waste. This thing takes time, patience and money, lots of it. And those are the things that I do not like to waste on. Because I have limited time, and much more limited patience to handle these kinds of things.

Another thing that had been bothering me these past few days. If you’re actually with him, just say it out. Biar semua orang tahu, jadi orang tidak akan mengumpat. Jika orang tidak mengumpat, mereka akan kurang membuat dosa. Yes, walaupun kamu tidak bersentuhan tangan, tapi tahukah just by doing what you guys had been doing can be considered as maksiat as well? Sorry, there’s this thing on my mind with some particular people in mind, but I can’t actually put my thoughts into words. Funny how after coming in INTEC, I do not believe in love anymore after seeing how people in love had acted. This is reality, I guess. Falling in love? Nope, not just yet.

I’m too tired to think. I’m mentally exhausted. I worry too much. I have a lot of things to do. The pile is not lessening down to be honest. And I’m scared, of not having enough time to do everything. Not having the will to do everything cause honestly, I’m tired of everything that life seems to not be enjoyed to its fullest, but for me, it’s to survive each passing day. If I am in a sea right now, I’m just waiting for the right time to drown.