Concrete jungle is STILL a jungle. See? There's the word 'jungle' in it!

The thought of me being a whole semester closer to graduation makes me want to lose all inhibitions, run amok in the house and throw coloured M&Ms all around the house. But the thought of me needing to go THROUGH the semester first... Well, it pretty much makes me want to retch all my intestines out.
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That said, I have a concrete plan for my future. Here, 'concrete' means that I am absolutely satisfied with the plan. There's not one bit that I'm unhappy about, unlike my previous plans (Long scrunched up and thrown in the wastepaper basket.). And it's a plan where I'm going to live life the way I want it to be.
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I don't want to be one of those worn out, haggard people who go "I hate my job.". Dor and I are going to scream "I FRIGGIN' LOVE MY JOB!!!".

She dreams of living on a farm.

I'm trying my very best to dissuade her.

I have been busy decorating my vanity area and yes, I'm insanely proud of it. *beams* The post will be uo on my other blog over the weekends.
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Horror is starting next week. Sigh. 4 months of peeing in the pants, spewing of profanities, lots of cursing... So not looking forward to it. On a chirpier note, I'm one semester closer to graduation. *BIG SMILE*
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I have been watching 'The Office'. (Sam dear, if you aren't watching it, WATCH IT!!! I'm screaming it to you! It's AWESOME!) I do have the horrid empty feeling inside of me now though.

JIM <3 PAM. PAM <3 JIM. *chants*

Their love story drives me insane. Everything is so incredibly sweet. Even Mr. Fitz and Aria can't beat it.
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God,

I don't need many guys falling at my feet. Really, I don't care for excessive attention. (No, not that I'm receiving any.) I just need the attention of one guy and he's someone like Jim (Just because Jim is, afterall, a fictional character. I KNOW! I CAN MARRY THE SCRIPTWRITER! HE CREATED JIM!).

Amen.

Of black lace and pearls.

Here I am, at 2.38am, sitting on my bed. In the dark. Wide awake. And wondering why my life isn't played out like a book. Genre: Chicklit.

But I guess 'things don't always go our way'.

What's with me and cliches? I have been practically spamming them in all my writings.
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I would like to find a nice quiet cafe to do my homework next semester. My heart's really divided when it comes to school. I used to be so focused. But now, dramas and beauty are big parts of my life. I would like to go back to the way things were. Just so that there's stability.
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I have just one more week of holidays left. How fast is that? I'm gonna be 22 (My cousins happily observed that 10 years from now, I'll be married with kids in tow. It used to be 20 years.)

I'm thinking of ways to decorate my room. I have ideas for my vanity area. I'll need to get some shelves though. But I'm a little tight on money now. Having just splurged on ASOS and f21.

Back-to-school essentials.

Yeah right. Think: Gym socks. Laced hosiery.

Obsessed is a mild word to describe me.
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The last week.

I want it to be all about me.

the parents are right. danger lurks EVERYWHERE.

I suddenly realized why F and all his corny lines happened. To prepare me for the real world where sleazebags abound (Girlfriends, DO ask me what had happened.). I hate to admit that I was tempted, but tempted I was (Think: 'Promises' of a Gossip Girl lifestyle.) and tempted I am no longer.

Thank you Lord that I was blessed with circumspection and sensibility.
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Once bitten, twice shy.

Though I wish I hadn't been bitten at all.

ny resolutions, repentance, gratitude and all that jazz.

And so ends another year... Depressing, really. I'll be 22 and I feel as if I haven't lived my 21 at all. Okay, technically, I'm not gonna hit 22 the minute it strikes 12, but you get my drift.
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Resolutions, resolutions... I'm pulling out my Jan 2010 resolutions and having a good laugh at it. You know, people never fulfill their resolutions because they forget about them. So I'm gonna have mine printed out and stuck onto my board. Everything I look up, I'll know what to do with my life.

Actually, I think my resolutions are gonna be exactly like last year's. Lol. I fulfilled some by the way. For instance, drowning myself in American dramas, filing my notes and running.

But I suppose, for the sake of tradition, I will make a list anyway.

Form today onwards, I will

save money. *draws like a gazillion stars beside this*
not buy any more makeup. *draws another gazillion stars*
run at least 3 times a week.
do 250 sit-ups every morn.
wear makeup to school.
attend Church 3 times a MONTH (I said a week by mistake during a recent cell group gathering.).
work VERY HARD on my English and French (I seem to have forgotten all my grammar rules!).
sleep early (HA. I should go to bed like NOW.).
be nice (But there's a limit.).
study VERY HARD (No more shortcuts.).
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That's about all I guess. And oh yeah. Be more ambitious.

HAPPY 2011 PEOPLE!

(just because my favourite colour is green.)