FYP is getting on my nerves. just 8 more days to submission.
just the mention of those 3 alphabets is enough to make me cringe.
hasn't exactly been a good week for me. the bout of diarrhoea weakened me. i lost 3kg. thats a lot of shit, no joke.
hard times. but i must persevere. not let personal matters affect my judgment and work.
i thank you guys for expressing care and concern. ill be fine.
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saw Jia in the canteen and she asked :" how are you feeling? "
i was momentarily stumped for an appropriate answer. think i ended up mustering a weak smile or something.
this encounter was on my mind the entire day.
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everyone in third year's getting predictable now. the below scenario would be replayed daily over and over again. read on
Friend : eh ced, hello man
Me : aye man, tired uh ?
Friend : yeah la. stressed. tired. sian la
Friend : How's FYP ?
Me : NA#$^#$BEI#$&#$PUA#$&#TUR#$&#&BINE !
EVERY SINGLE FUCKING THIRD YEAR WOULD DEFINITELY ASK ABOUT FYP. I GET SO TIRED OF ANSWERING THAT QUESTION. AND AFTER SUBMISSION, THEY WOULD ASK WHO YOUR EVALUATORS ARE.
SUPER IRRITATING. SUPER ANNOYING. HOW ORIGINAL CAN PEOPLE GET.
11:44 PM