Stop me yawning my life away

Stop me yawning my life away.

First thing first, shout outs to the usual suspects and well… the not so usual suspects. To Jake, I got your letter for weeks now, and I will reply to them later this evening.

Have not been writing for a long time, but just feel that maybe I should today. Things are going fine. I got my next term’s timetable and the mood is kind of set for school to reopen.

I have to make a trip down to my company (PIL) this afternoon to hand in my result slips and other documents to the manager. I don’t know. But for the others, it seems that the school will send in a copy to the company. Hm…

MPA let out a message that the deed (contract) has cleared and they will send it to me soon… I never trust their soon.. maybe one week, maybe two.

Yesterday, all of a sudden I remember that I still have an outrageously over due school library book, and so I made a trip down to return it. On my way down I smsed Jimmy to see if he wants to tag along, since he wants to send out application letters to companies, maybe he can get some sure works ones from the lectures; he did not reply. Minutes later, I send him another message to see if he need to go to the gym to do his 3miles run, he said that he went in the morning with a friend to take up a membership.

Oh well, my reflections, he needs his sponsorship, but do not have the attitude and confident in doing it. His first letter send out to ESPL got no reply. And the current letter he wrote was a combine effort of Rave, Zenvan, Rave’s wife and me. now, he wants addresses and was expecting me to help. I could have done everything for me. no problem. The thing is that he would never learn. I mean, go thought the yellow pages and you can get all sorts of addresses and I am sure you will find one. Therefore for this case, I will only give limited help. Taken that he wants to help himself.

So after I returned my library book, I went to look at maths books. I shell not give any comments about maths, other than I will try to aim for a B+ for the paper.

After I leave the school library, I made my way to the esplanade library. “The perfect stomp” is a rather boring book. I got an exchange for 25th hour by David Benioff. I feel that I am like in the 6th hour of this… you know.. going to sea is like going to prison. Only you have a higher danger of death. I’ve watched the film and enjoyed it very much, the dog, the acting, the story, the ending. Maybe my life is pretty edgy, therefore edgy stuff normally catches my interest. I now wonder what I would be doing when my 25th hour strikes.

I met up with Ivan later that afternoon for lunch. He apparently twang class as he said it was too boring. It was his first day of school yesterday. We talked about school, stuff, girls. Nowadays nothing really matters to me, I don’t shop for clothes since I don’t wear them to school, and I cant bring them onboard. I stop shopping for IT products because I cant bring them onboard and god knows what will happed to them after one year? Basically I am more keen in reading, as it is something I can bring with me everywhere I go. [making a mental note to read On The Road again before I go] I encouraged Ivan to work hard to get maybe the top 5 percent in school. Well, as a friend, I really wish that he will do well.

25th to the 28th was the IT show. I worked 4 days from 10am to 10pm. During the 4 days, I keep having déjà vu. Maybe I have done it before, maybe it was to be. Through the show I was the top sales personnel, until the last day. There’s this guy… shit I forgot his name. Ben-something… well, he clock his sales in 2s, and his friends came to support. At the end of the day, it was a draw, we sold equal amount to sets. I guess selling laptops is about luck. And its also depends on what type of people you appeal to. Because at the end of the day, customers only buy from those they trust. Some customers might think that I am too crappy.

I was so tired after the show, that I almost slept the rest of the days away. .

Basically I can write the whole of my almost finish holidays here since nothing much about it was written.

On the 9th this month, Justin will be enlisted in the Army. I guess he should be feeling the same was as I do… his 25th hour is minutes away…

What would you do when your 25th hour strikes?

*Singing my lonely song, California – Phantom Planet*