I realised today that most of my money is spent on soyabean and milo! Oh my God! I finally found out how come my money's disappearing all the time!

For 1 break, I spend...
--$2 or less on food ( usually western)
--$0.70 on Ice Milo
Oh! And when I buy Ice Milo, by the time I get to my table I finish my drink! Like WHAT THE HELL! ARGH. So let me contibue
--$1 on Milo Can ( Because I need a drink when I eat)
--$0.80 on Soya Bean (simply because I cannot live without soyabean)

So that's like $2.50 on drinks alone! Oh god! I have to learn how to stop drinking so fast. And my addiction to soya bean is damn bad. I even get withdrawal symptoms during the weekends and all. Bleagh. Who the hell gets addicted to like Soya Bean man?

Anyways, today was a rather long day! Ended off with an econs lecture and lo and behold ... I didn't sleep. My first econs lecture where I'm actually awake! I was so proud of my achievement! ((:

Then after that, met Denesh so that we could go home together. Well, she was going home I had to go to Serangoon Road to follow my mom change some stuff. My mom I tell you, everytime she goes to Tekkha and buys clothes or whatever, she always has to change! Because of the lack of fitting rooms and all! Bleagh. And I decided to follow her because I miss her and well, she hates to go to that area alone and all so yea.

Anyways, I was talking to Denesh and she was telling me about the un-cooperative Indians in CJC. There're a few Indians who probably wish every night that they were like Chinese or something. Nothing against the chinese though but if you're not proud of who you are, you're just no one! No sense of belonging to anything. I mean the chinese won't see you as one of them.Although I do admit I ain't a good Indian. I don't listen to tamil songs, I don't watch many tamil movies, I cannot speak tamil, my writing ain't so good now and all. But nevertheless, I am proud to be an Indian as odd as that might sound. I mean like if an Indian accomplishes something great. I feel proud and all! Yeah, I do. I am sure everyone feels proud when their own race accomplishes something but I wonder if all these Indians-who-wished-they-weren't-Indians feel proud of anything at all.

And now there's this common thing with Indian guys going for Chinese girls. Not that I am affected. I mean I am but I am not interested in any of these Indian guys anyways. Haha. My guitarist goes for Indian girls! haha I think ((: Well, whatever. Oh my God! There's this guy from J1 that annoys the crap out of me! He's one of those wanna-be something else other than Indian. He's annoying. Never talked to him but I always see him around. Haha we call him Chokalingam. lol. But that's not his name, obviously. But he looks like a chokalingam though. LOL.

Anyways, watched Prison Break today. Almost pulled all my hair out. It's so nerve-wrecking I tell you! I can feel the pain he's going through and all. Oh by the way Lincoln escaped electrocution just when they were about to press the button! Scary shit!

Anyways, was having literature today which was absolutely great. It was paper 4, Brave New World. This Huxley guy is really wow I tell you! Some of the things he wrote about in the book exist today. Maybe not exactly like how it's depicted in the book but something like that. In the book, there is the principle of pleasure and fear. Humans are driven by these two principles. Especially pleasure. In the book, sex is just depicted as something. As in, erm. you don't have to love to have sex with someone. The man you're having sex with is just a posession. Nothing more. This I tell you is quite common these days. I could never understand how one-night stand worked. Isn't the whole purpose of sex somewhat of a declaration of your love to him but in a whole new level? Sigh. The world I'm living in is just too small. And I get scared when I realise what's happening in the world outside of me. My eyes are finally opening eh. Bleagh. Don't know if you get what I'm trying to say. But. whatever.

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