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Gonna get over it

Singapore's night heat was getting to me, totally couldn't sleep. Had burst of mixed emotions from nowhere really. Had nothing to do. Was admiring pretty girls on Facebook. And then catching up with Fadiah on skype. And then it struck me. How much I should have planned my years carefully. I should have studied harder in Year 1, so I could go for exchange in Year 3. I could have had my dreams come true, study in a French-speaking country, and just have a European experience for 6 months. I should have studied harder so I wouldn't have to struggle so much in Year 3 just so I can make it for honours. Well looks like I hadn't plan it out so well huh? It sucks. Sucks sucks sucks. Now I feel like rolling into a ball and shrink into nonexistence.

But then again there's no point in thinking over the past. It's over. At least I am thankful for all the opportunities I grabbed during these 3 years in NUS (I've drafted a long entry on this, have yet to publish it due to incompletion).

On a more positive note, Sara Bareilles concert later at Esplanade! Can't wait.
Now, tell me, when is it that she goes off-pitch live?!
Check this song out, it's awesome!


i'll be alright
just not tonight
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