i am pissed.
it's obvious that i'm PMS-ing.
having not had proper sleep for the past few days, i have school today. TODAY! it's holiday. and wat am i doing? damn it, i'm in school.
and to top it off, i'm sick. my nose is running faster than uk shaym, my head is spinning and my eyes are damn pain. i don't think it's the contacts that's still lodged somewhere inside... just think i'm being cranky.
got a new blog outlook. it's more pretty, more girly... compared to the last one at least. no, it's not cos i was saved from the dark side, but more cos it was just so hard to read.
i am tredding on the dark side.
i've got my cell leader hounding me cos i've MIA for a while. but really, i've been busy. it's not that i don't wanna go, it's just that i can't.
db called today. got through to the second row of interviews. now, am i supposed to be happy?
let's see, i had 3 options coming out for there:
1. they outrightly deny me
2. they wanna interview me again
3. they outrightly make an offer
i am, well, the mean, median, and the mode.
the interviews are in i think 4 weeks time, cos they still have the campus recruitment to do. that gives me another 4 weeks to brush up on things that i don't know, have to know and am/was supposed to know. damn it. more work.
hsbc interview is in a week. got to get my act together man. aiyoh.
sick. nose running. pmsing.
i'm in a foul mood