garr

i wish that either no one i know reads this blog or loads of pple i know read this blog. but as it stands now, exactly one person i know read it.

some time back someone (a stranger) left me a comment and i was really happy abt it. but the link he left couldnt be found on blogger, and so that was that.

the reason i am glad that strangers read my blog is that then i feel like i can rant abt anything i want and still feel detached abt it. and that is also why i didnt publicise this url to my circle of friends. but then again, i will be doing that soon, so that pple will know what i'm up to in london. ah but that's for the future.

anyway, as the title says: garr.
as usual i feel totally incompetent after reading the blogposts of my more gungho friends. why am i not as gungho. i throw up my hands in exasperation. garr. the matter of the honours yr proj is just eating me up but i have totally no clue as to how to make it stop. ok, i suppose talking to profs would help. but how to talk intelligently when i have no clue. bah. ok at least i know i can tag along with pw when she makes her rounds of profs. thanks my friend... if you ever read this. am i glad that you are going london with me.

it's crappy la. i am truly a product of the singaporean education system. obedient, conscientious, mediocre and quiet. to a FAULT. what the. bah. and you'll have to add that to my character as well. i cant stand it. i know, i know. all i have to do is to speak out. cos i think i have enough wits not to sound stupid. but how do you undo ten over years of ingraining. i can only do it when i'm around pple i'm used to and close to. and that basically is the biggest problem isnt it. cos we all start out as strangers.

garr.