有时候真的觉得你是一个不适合谈恋爱的人。

你就应该是一个独行者。

何必要让我来干扰你完美的生活。

一整个学期，没写什么。
说是忙，也不是假话。只是更多的时候是心忙。心太挤。
突然想起来李弈璋在初中班级日志里我的那一篇下的留言：
你的心太挤，这样下去不行
该清清一个空地，放放你的友情

现在的问题倒不是友情。不过是什么我也说不清楚。

这个学期是如此离奇的浑浑噩噩。
思维越来越不能集中，读书越来越没心思，表达越来越混乱，反应越来越迟缓，稀里糊涂没洗澡没关灯就倒在床上到天亮的次数越来越多。
很要命的是，我竟然好像完全不会考理科考试了。
整个大脑好像太久没上油的锈迹斑斑的发动机，我仿佛能听到它转的时候吱嘎吱嘎的声音。
而它竟然就这么吱嘎了一个学期=,= 我还指望它能转着转着灵光一点呢。

也有欣慰的事情。
终于自己编了一支舞。表演了。感觉很好。
交了几个lab的朋友。
德语，读得还是不错的。

不过毕竟不如意事十之八九。
USC3002固然怪老师，
但USC3002, PC4130, 跟PC3193竟然无一例外地每一次CA或exam都会出些大脑进水，但又很快后知后觉于是懊悔不已的事情。
于是前两门C我不会惊讶，PC3193可能又会到A-的地步。

现在好了，连visa机票我也大脑秀逗。
改什么机票嘛！！！！！！！！
现在好了，改不回来了吧。

写到这里不想写了。想睡觉了。
晚安晚安。

这个学期竟然已经行将就木了。
最后这段苟延残喘的时间里依然忙碌。或者不如说心里很忙碌。

不行喽！越来越笨喽！

就上个学期我还有特爽的考试呢。这学期都歇了。

至少签证的事情，我还奔波得有点盼头。

心情恶劣到一种地步
antisocial到一种地步

看谁都觉得面目可憎
都不想理
都想翻白眼
都想顶回去

wats in my mind

事情 ICN IVP Lab report 哲 电话 skype 睡觉 没时间 效率 dance choreo 人际 email 爱情 有病 分手 laptop UROPS 不清醒 智商低 演戏 没用 练习 不想睡 不能睡 吵 闭嘴 滚 MSN 朋友 没意义 在干嘛 放弃 对着干 懊恼 硬撑 选择 抱怨 去死 安静 一个人 dun care

i realise i actually hate women who talk too much, with a pitch way too high, and for too long, especially when th number of women talking together is too many.

！！！！吵死拉！！！！！

Lassen Sie mich in Ruhe!!!!!!!

moan

i feel wrong.

ever since the semester started.



i was quite low before the holiday started, over zhe's departure to france and the tons of things-to-do during the holidays. but towards the end of the holiday i was happy again, cos i found it interesting and fulfilling. though busy.

and then the 'business' never seemed to stop when the semester starts.


it just feel very wrong. i'm tired almost all the time. many times cannot concentrate on studying. even if i can concentrate, when sitting for CA my brain become unclear and blank again.

i do every thing very slowly without me feeling that. time just seems to fly with the speed of light. and everything seems so un-fruitful.

the many CCAs i'm involved in, i also do them very slowly without me noticing that.

i just dun want to use my brain.

and i'm really tired everyday.



i wonder how i achieve my last sem. it felt strongly that last sem almost everything feels right and i was happy.


perhaps the only a-bit-happy thing is that i finally summon up the courage to choreo a dance. even though now it becomes a burden to me. well not quite.

i really love to dance.

*sign off and go for QM3 lecture*