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Friday
Thanks one and all...i'll continue pumping iron.
If an exam is like sex then mine is really a bad one. Before it, there's little time for any sex play, during it, there's too many moments of inactivity, and after it...i wun be ard to bear the results.
Everyone is mugging but i'm not. i smell napalm ...but i cant be bothered to run. Perhaps this is wat amy calls calmness in face of the certainty of death( or something liddat). Anyawy, its my final sem and as long as i dun fail, my grades wun change my fate anymore. No honours and that;s for sure.
I wanted to secure a job before leaving for myanmar but that damn organisation is really disappointing me once and again. Just setting up an interview date with me, they have to take weeks and when they finally get to a date, something is bound to happen and got to cancel. The wait is making me feel like a deflated balloon....i'm having second thoughts about it even if they accept me. But i need a job. i dun want to go into full time coaching. i like it but an overdose of it disgusts me and i lose that 'touch' for it. i think i love this job too much to want to lose my humanity towards it.
But again, why must i be so uptight in seeking a job? its not as though i cant do it after i return frrom myanmar. I dedicated 3/4 of this semester in searching but now the efforts seeems futile. i shld have enjoyed the last days as a student and be more conscientious during the sem. i did not and i shld not regret. the day i chose the path, i shall not regret. just like what i choose to do for my future, i better not regret. what am i going to do? hrmm....i'll seek the courage i lost. the courage to dream and work towards it no matter how many obstacles are in view, no matter how long it takes. i need that courage to surmount it all.
4/26/2002|0comments [speak] 