.....Yesterday night was horrible. I dislike making decisions, what more decisions that will impact my life sometime in the future. It's like a question of life or death, no seriously. Me being the 'cool as a cucumber' sort, I find it so hard to decide which university to go and what to pursue. This year I did SAM in Taylors and it wasn't my decision at all, it was em' parents who wanted me to do it. Back in high school, I didn't ask for science stream but I was placed there. So you see, I've never really come a cross any huge-decision-making process. And I know this will not be the first and last. There's relationships (mature ones), marriage, job, kids, oh my holy cow, the list goes on and on. Aha. These life events are tough and a lil scary, to me.

Cameron was unpleasantly cold. Greens everywhere and snaky roads wasn't really my thing. Nevertheless, going with the other fourteen was sheer enjoyment.



Like it or not, men are no mind readers. Naive insensitive boring men are a major turn off. Pfft. I've got so many things to say but I can't find the right words to use. Blame my limited vocabulary, shucks gotta start reading the dictionary again already. Aha. I'll take a break, brb.

rawr!