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Planning for a comeback.. Stay tuned.. But question is, is anyone out there?



Woke up at 6am this morning, feeling terribly sad that I am leaving the States in less than one month... This panic state of mine was worsened with the fact that I still have one final performance , one early final and one regular final.. *yes, i am probably one of the VERY VERY few seniors who need to sit for regular finals, too smart already no choice lansi max*

I will miss Chicago, so much so much. Putting my stuff into the shipping boxes just made me disgustingly sad.







8.25 am - Woke up, and hit the "snooze" button on my alarm clock

8.30am - Woke up again, and analyzed that I had contributed enough for my Chinese class discussion for the past seven weeksand decided to skip that class (all this happened in 10 seconds)

10.30am - Woke up for the third time, and realized the weed smell in my room is quite unbearable

1.00pm - Had my FA discussion. Utterly unproductive

2.55pm - Missed the bus stop that I was supposed to get down. First time ever in my life

3.15pm - Walked home and decided to take a nap

6.45pm - Woke up for the fourth time and realized my audition is at 7.20pm

7.20pm - Reached the venue of my audition and immediately being called in for the once of mine to fame. But i forgot what I was supposed to sing because I was still in my sleeping mode. Worse still, I still had my very sleepy voice.

7.45pm - Realized that I am too late for a planned dinner and decided to just go home.

8.00pm - Ate my lean cuisine.

What a sad and pathetic day.



So it's official. I received my air ticket itinerary this morning after some bummers. So I will be going home on 27th June 2011. Excited? To be honest, not at all. Well, yea, I am excited to see my family again. But other than that, (besides Gary Chaw's concert), nothing is really making excited to go home. I mean, I do want to go home eventually. But clearly, I am not really now. Argh, long time ago, my wise man told me, "Hey Jaysern, your four years in the States starts counting down once you step onto the American soil". And now, I am 45 days away from going back home, hopefully not for good. Rather, please don't make it be for good.



Didn't I just say I am planning to close down this blog? I am back here again, again because of a bad midterm score. How many times must I tell myself that it is okay to relax and do "ok-ly" fine. I guess I just fail to hypnotize myself. It's in me, I guess. Looking from a bright side, it might not really a bad thing. Striving everything that I have to catch the tiny little glimpse of success doesn't sound to extreme after all. 4 more weeks Jay. 4 more weeks. Much more things to achieve in these 4 weeks.

Went out for a dinner with Bathelomew's parents. Again, was worried to be asked with that million dollar question, "Are your parents coming for your graduation?". I mean there is nothing much for me to explain, but I am just too tired about explaining everything.

When every word from you feels like a shooting star, zooming fast without giving any traces, how can i follow your steps? How?



When I try to put in effort in trying to know u better, trying to show more concern, but you shunt aside without reciprocating... I mean, I don't expect anything, but at least, I've tried... So, that's the end?