My Blues #9877685776785745

Sitting in the SMU library right now, feeling kindda sucky.

Just received an email that my exam regustration ran into some problems, because of some administrative problems. Turns out that I might not be in time to register for my exams after all, because they said they haven't received my application to accept their offer of the Bsc Management course.

I think there's probably some negligence on my part as well, but having to deal with Stansfield, RELC and then UOL all separately is really a little stupid. And when I ask anyone what's happening, they keep pushing me to the other side, saying thyey can't help me from their own side. Am now waiting for UOL's reply on the subject, see what they say.

Slightly tempted to feel relieved if I can't take the exams, given how inadequate I feel. The only problem being time. Not that young anymore, I can't afford to waste another year.

Of course, if I am really able to finally pick myself up and move on from Fiona, then I guess there's no hurry for me anymore, since I'll be more or less settling into a resigned state of bachelorhood.

Hehz...

Last night's Champ's League match was good... but feeling pretty tired out now. Tmr prob meeting Henry for lunch and gym. Have quite a few things to discuss with him abt minstry also. And of course, my dear Eric flies off tmr. Next thing I know, my parents will be back already, and the whole week's over.

Of course, there's Weimin's 21st birthday party to plan also. Sheesh. That brat's suddenly 21 already. Amazing how time flies.

Its not been a good week for a lotta pple, apparently. The few I talk to are all pretty troubled by things around them... work, family, BGR, spiritual struggles... its just one of those weeks, I guess, where everyone's world seems to be crashing down around them. My week is bad enough, I guess. But coupled with how I tend to be affected by those around me, its really taken some effort on my part to not allow myself to again sink into melancholia.

I mean, lots of pple will tell me that things aren't really all that bad. And they're right too... Its just that from where I stand, things look a little more grey right now.

And yes, my dear dear other annonymous, there's really nothing to say. Just one of those things that happen, which you can only react to, and deal with it as it happens. Grins. I thank God for all 4 of you who knows what's going on, actually... for your concern and encouragement as I bitch and moan for all its worth. Grins.

Ah well.

As I'm always so fonf of saying... C'est la vie.

What can't kill you usually makes you stronger.

I'm just looking forward to Easter Sunday now.