Auf Wiedersehn, 2006. (And Good Riddance.)
So here I am, sitting in the toilet crapping out this entry which is likely to turn out as reflections for 2006 as well as New Year resolutions while the other half of me is also crapping, if you get what I mean. The joys of having a laptop in addition to wireless connection at home. =)
Actually, this is quite a good way to symbolise how I feel with the imminent arrival of 2007. Namely, letting out all the shit that is 2006, and thinking about the future that is about to come.
(Excuse me while I do the necessary to get out of the toilet in a hygienic manner.)
Okay, now that I've let some stuff in and some out of my digestive system (which incidentally is the one diagram which my godma showed me a decade ago which sparked off my great interest in the human body - I think I'd be better off if I've never began this love affair: for one, I'd have less of a heartache when I think about how I'd never be able to study it in great detail and apply the knowledge to my future career, whatever that is. ), its time for me to continue on my recap of 2006.
Most of 2006 was crappy, apart from a particular day in January and the other hours in the company of the Significant Other. Of course, there were small victories here and there, like getting a job I wanted, or being accepted for the language thingy (which I'm not so sure now as to whether it was a good thing.), and the friends I've made (omg Malay class), but in all Life has Dealt Too Much Shit this year, and All that Shit Simply Overshadowed Everything Else.
Let's go through All That Shit, shall we?
January:
Let's see, I started off the very first day of 2006 with the news that my grandma's weak condition was actually the result of advanced stage cancer. And then, one day just before Chinese New Year, she was rushed to hospital, from which she never walked out from.. ahh I'm getting ahead of myself.
February:
My grandma left us one day before my birthday. I can't decide if that was a good birthday present, as she is/was no longer suffering, but.
March:
My delightful lovely A level results. Need I say more?
April:
And because of the above, I never made it to the shortlist.
May:
Another rejection my way, and offers which I'm sure I gave a shit about.
June:
At least this month was good because I got to fly!! Nothing makes me happier than going places. =) As far as I remember I've always been sad to return home.
July:
And the 7th Month Bidding Fest begins... Then again, I became the proud owner of my laptop.
August:
Semester 1, 2006/07 starts. Joy.
September:
No letters of offer. Suspected rejection once again. ONE WEEK BREAK~~~! Anything to stay away from campus. (bear in mind that I've never imagined myself here...)
October:
Work.
November:
And the exams approach...
December:
HOLIDAYS~~~!!! OMG!!!!!! So happy... until the Significant Other flew off. sigh. And no letter of offer either, which means I'm halfway to rejection once again. Confirmation of rejection from first university. Prepares to reapply next year.
As of now, I have never felt so lost, or that I actually have a great future ahead, or inspired to do anything besides nua-ing all day long, I have cried enough to fill each week with at least 2 crying episode, und so weiter. In a nutshell, I've never felt that my life was so screwed up, nor my future so murky and without hope. Its a vicious cycle and I think I'm getting very comfortable with the doomsday predictions. This is what happens when you get too much crap all at one go, with much of it essentially telling you that sorry, you cannot make it. Which is very galling if you've seldom been rejected anywhere for your entire academic life. -shrug- Okay Lor.
A part of me wants to hope that the future will be better, but another part of me is very afraid that being optimistic about what may come will only make it more painful when it doesn't happen and Life keeps raining shit on you. Which is more preferable, sticking your head out and risk being stepped painfully upon, or just crawling along the ground?
Either way, goodbye 2006!! It hasn't been nice with you around, and I'm sure you don't love me either. No love lost, is there? Good, I'm sure you agree with me. So don't stick around, because I don't care for you either. Yup. F- off, 2006, and may I never experience another year like you again.
Actually, this is quite a good way to symbolise how I feel with the imminent arrival of 2007. Namely, letting out all the shit that is 2006, and thinking about the future that is about to come.
(Excuse me while I do the necessary to get out of the toilet in a hygienic manner.)
Okay, now that I've let some stuff in and some out of my digestive system (which incidentally is the one diagram which my godma showed me a decade ago which sparked off my great interest in the human body - I think I'd be better off if I've never began this love affair: for one, I'd have less of a heartache when I think about how I'd never be able to study it in great detail and apply the knowledge to my future career, whatever that is. ), its time for me to continue on my recap of 2006.
Most of 2006 was crappy, apart from a particular day in January and the other hours in the company of the Significant Other. Of course, there were small victories here and there, like getting a job I wanted, or being accepted for the language thingy (which I'm not so sure now as to whether it was a good thing.), and the friends I've made (omg Malay class), but in all Life has Dealt Too Much Shit this year, and All that Shit Simply Overshadowed Everything Else.
Let's go through All That Shit, shall we?
January:
Let's see, I started off the very first day of 2006 with the news that my grandma's weak condition was actually the result of advanced stage cancer. And then, one day just before Chinese New Year, she was rushed to hospital, from which she never walked out from.. ahh I'm getting ahead of myself.
February:
My grandma left us one day before my birthday. I can't decide if that was a good birthday present, as she is/was no longer suffering, but.
March:
My delightful lovely A level results. Need I say more?
April:
And because of the above, I never made it to the shortlist.
May:
Another rejection my way, and offers which I'm sure I gave a shit about.
June:
At least this month was good because I got to fly!! Nothing makes me happier than going places. =) As far as I remember I've always been sad to return home.
July:
And the 7th Month Bidding Fest begins... Then again, I became the proud owner of my laptop.
August:
Semester 1, 2006/07 starts. Joy.
September:
No letters of offer. Suspected rejection once again. ONE WEEK BREAK~~~! Anything to stay away from campus. (bear in mind that I've never imagined myself here...)
October:
Work.
November:
And the exams approach...
December:
HOLIDAYS~~~!!! OMG!!!!!! So happy... until the Significant Other flew off. sigh. And no letter of offer either, which means I'm halfway to rejection once again. Confirmation of rejection from first university. Prepares to reapply next year.
As of now, I have never felt so lost, or that I actually have a great future ahead, or inspired to do anything besides nua-ing all day long, I have cried enough to fill each week with at least 2 crying episode, und so weiter. In a nutshell, I've never felt that my life was so screwed up, nor my future so murky and without hope. Its a vicious cycle and I think I'm getting very comfortable with the doomsday predictions. This is what happens when you get too much crap all at one go, with much of it essentially telling you that sorry, you cannot make it. Which is very galling if you've seldom been rejected anywhere for your entire academic life. -shrug- Okay Lor.
A part of me wants to hope that the future will be better, but another part of me is very afraid that being optimistic about what may come will only make it more painful when it doesn't happen and Life keeps raining shit on you. Which is more preferable, sticking your head out and risk being stepped painfully upon, or just crawling along the ground?
Either way, goodbye 2006!! It hasn't been nice with you around, and I'm sure you don't love me either. No love lost, is there? Good, I'm sure you agree with me. So don't stick around, because I don't care for you either. Yup. F- off, 2006, and may I never experience another year like you again.
posted by ger @ 1:55 下午
