i was the bartley mart today and there was this bunch of students probably poly or uiversity students. Then they were going in and out of the gates of the mrt, without going on the mrt, just queueing outisde going in and out. Totally weird.

i had my LA test todayyyy. I thought all the questions were worth writing, and i am going to give them all a shot. HAHAHAHA. shot. right. bang bang.

ever had a friend who only came to you when they needed you? No, im sure friends do talk to you from time to time and blah blah blah. But a real one that ONLY comes to you when it is needed? Atrocious isnt it. Bleh. Wonder who that particular person is.

there have been many cases of headless birds these days near my house, second time i saw it. twice in 2 years, but seeing it once is bad and weird and totally evil enough yet? Carn be cat, would have eaten the whole thing. But what man would tear the head off?

although i know that if by someone awfully unlucky chance someone this post is 'linked' to came by, i'll be hated and detested and loathed, i still carn help it but to write it. i dun think i could go on anymore. its a matter of days and this little girl carn take it anymore, let her go okay?

having been 'demoted', clearly i cannot judge anyone else anymore. its a little ironic actually. having been told/heard many times of my dis-ability, i was to lead. and teach and judge and force myself to get something which i clearly do not have. having been through much (scolding of ineffectiveness and fierceness and too much kindness, yes its contradictory, but dun ask me why ASK THEM), i've been demoted. i am not blaming anyone, its all my fault, but being so thick and so dumb and so ability-less and also prideful, i am sorry. but after all this, please do let me go.

i've come a long way. from scared and hateful year one-r, to scared and quiet, respectful of seniors, degrading myself below my peers year two-er, to having to take up the next post yet knowing there's someone out there more capable year three-r to full fledged year 4. I really cannot take it anymore. Those looks and those stares, i've bore them all and i've been affected. Tears and blood and sweat, thank you but i think im not willing to give more than a soul to this... whole thing.

Soul... its a powerful thing, you'll always be there, with them all, even though you are not physically there. Something happens, and you wretch the soul once. Many things happen and your soul get torn and shredded and toss aside, my life is taking a toll on this. Please let me go and live a life, soulness but at least free.

I know its selfish. I know that its unthinkable, but i have no choice. I am sad im unable to go the long ways... but blame me all on me, i know im to blame. im sorry.

Lost in Austen is amazingly written.

Its like a fairytale that is rewritten, all the amazing spinoffs... of course, the original does has its perks but how everything should have ended... wow.

It is clear that the writer Guy Andrews has a clear liking for Wickham, the supposedly antagonist in the book, and Georgiana, the supposedly innocent vulnerable sister of Mr Darcy turned out to be someone else rather shockingingly hateful.

Bringing the then-era modern second daughter Mr Bennett to the modern world of London, she definitely has blend in well and im afraid is adapting far more well than Amanda Price, the girl from the future/real world.

Funny thing was that Ms Bingley, turned out strange. She was a lady alright, but not a proper one... Seemingly in the end, her preferences might have changed, seeing how she had somewhat a connection with Wickham.

The amazing speech said by Mr Bennett in the end turned out to be spoken by Mrs Bennett, but Mr Bennett had a duel with Mr Bingley for running away with Lydia, something Jane Austen wrote was the thing that Mrs Bennett feared, but happened anyways in Lost in Austen. Mrs Bennett turned out to have more of a conscious, seeing Jane, originally wrongly married to Collins, felt bad and wept. She had more zest in her. Good for her.

Things goes as planned in the end, except little bits of error and changes that cannot be resolved. Besides Jane Austen probably rolling about in her grave, and minor critics falling everywhere, i must say the 4-part serial has done exceedingly more than expectably well.

Well, perhaps in the end, it just shows that things come as they come, and things go as they will. True happiness might find you in the end and perhaps fantasy might become reality. You'll never know when your bathroom wall/door might lead you to your favourite book's existance. Of course, you and I know this would never happen :)