This can usually be found on Twitter.
Managed to hit high scores on all three heavy duty activities:
The house hunt ended up quite surreal, with me ending up forty minutes early (as it was rescheduled thirty minutes later than expected five minutes after I found an available cab on Science Park Dr, a feat on par with one of the minor miracles), resulting in me wandering around our somewhat dingy prospective neighborhood. I knew this would be a nice place when, apropos of nothing, my old friend the SBS Transit Bus #33 showed up out of nowhere. My phone was dying, so I kept turning it on every fifteen minutes and pleading with my agent to give me an address, which she boldly - and baldly - refused to do. She turned up ten minutes late, and then drove me the three houses away to where the place was, whence we waited twenty further minutes until the landlord's agent showed up. Then, it turned out that none of the lights were working, although all the airconditioners were; bizarre, yes, but there you go. I viewed the house by candlelight (or, to be precise: the light of four handphones). Tomorrow, Ifty's going to go check it out, and then we'll know.
Either way, the hours until Ifty reports back are going to be somewhat low-key, and - man oh man - if we go for it, all that massive tension will evaporate and be replaced by the tension of work. Ah, the relief of having only one crazy obsessive thing to worry about!
This post was posted by Unknown at 1:16 am | 0 comments | Post a Comment
Went house hunting today; fairly disappointing - we saw two places; I hated one and Ifty hated the other. So. We might be increasing our budget, which will certainly help us find a place. Let's see how that goes; in any cases, we are finding a place ASAP, because I can't take much more of this calling-up-agents stress.
And stress makes me particularly unhappy because: work is stressful! With reason, there are deadlines coming down soon and close, and calling agents and all really throws me off that. On the other hand, work is really exciting these days. Am seriously considering pushing to stay in Singapore another year and get this stuff well and truly done before moving on.
Got my GRE Biology score today: 790/990. 85%. Not so great, not so great at all.
I've got my invitation to Darwin's wedding reception now. Yay!
Labels: bad day, tired, wedding
This post was posted by Unknown at 12:06 am | 3 comments | Post a Comment
Yes, I know, I know, lots of angsty posts recently. I'm sorry, and I really hope that as things change, this is going to come down slightly, although I don't right now have the slightest clue how things much change, or in what way, or with what cause. But I suppose if I knew, it wouldn't really be a surprise now, would it?
That is I think one good thing about getting bored: eventually, some deep-seated survival instinct kicks in and you start trying out new things, just to escape from the brain-numbing boredom of what is. Anything, anyhow. I suppose in my case I'm waiting for the 21st now; whether things really change, and how much they change, doesn't really matter: the psychological milestone of finishing with the latest spate of deadlines will be enough for me. I guess the idea is something like: normally, I should be slowing myself down, so I'm just overworking and overstressing myself here. But since I've only got a week to go, I'm just sort of running myself into the ground, since I'm this close to getting out anyway.
Of course, I'm not, not really. Neither this close, nor actually 'running myself into ...', etc. I'm just stressed, and tired, and sleepy, and my sleep schedule is whacked, and I don't really have anything to do when I am awake.
Other than that, everything's A-okay.
Labels: bored, stress, tired, today
This post was posted by Unknown at 7:42 am | 0 comments | Post a Comment
Today was an averagish to goodish day, but the night's becoming a bit of a bummer. Dunno why, my mood just sinks at the thought of sleep. Perhaps it's a sign I need to clean up my room? Sigh. The thought of going to bed and waiting for sleep, tossing and turning, reading and thinking, is really bringing me down right about now. And - I dunno - somehow I feel like just letting myself go, just being really sad for a while and seeing how that works out. But knowing me, somehow, I just don't think I will.
Otherwise, things are fine, or at any rate fine-ish, if a little - okay, very - boring. It's very wake-up-go-to-work-come-home-chill-out-and-sleep. That's hardly enough to keep a soul going, is it? Atleast I managed to walk back today (and yesterday, heh).
So: need to do more this weekend, or sometime soon, or something. Hah. Maybe I should go get a Malaysian visa just in case ... !
In (vaguely) good news - I have a fascinating idea for a story which this blog post is unfortunately too narrow to contain.
Labels: bored, dull, i need to get out of here now, tired, travel
This post was posted by Unknown at 11:52 pm | 1 comments | Post a Comment
"A beach house," he said, "doesn't even have to be on the beach. Though the best ones are. We all like to congregate," he went on, "at boundary conditions". "Really?" said Arthur. "Where land meets water. Where earth meets air. Where body meets mind. Where space meets time. We like to be on one side, and look at the other."