Bah. Once again, I sit on this comfortably hard weathered wooden chair. Wearing a red top with bamboo prints to get myself in the CNY mood. What I want most are those thick ang bao filled with glorious amount of purple, green, orange or even blue paper notes. Gosh, won't anybody fill me in on their day?
Anyway, I just want to say that this year seemed to be going rather well. SUPERTEENS was really helpful. It doesn't help if one goes to the workshop as a skeptic. There may be a clear, rational & logical answer to almost everything, but believing in pixie dust and NeverLand doesn't hurt either. :D Believe me. (: Anyway, if one don't think that he can improve on his greatness, then... HE WONT.
Also, Superteen clashed with V-DAY. As usual, I wasn't expecting much from anyone. (: Anyway, a dear friend of mine who happened to be a talented ambigram artist once said to me, "Always expect the worst...". He said something like that, I forgot. However, it really did help me get through life. Err, back to V-DAY. I was taken aback by the fact there were people who actually bothered to make gifts especially for a non-believer of V-DAY like me. HAHA. (: I want to say: THANK YOU. I won't put names here, I don't get paid to make credits for people. Anyway, it's more sincere to thank someone in person.
AHH. "You will regret saying that." That fool tricked me twice. Came back to class and he left a purple handmade rose with a letter on my table. Darn. I felt so betrayed. But nonetheless, I had never felt so special.
Results came pouring in. Uncle Sam wasn't at all happy. Being a caring person that I am, I peeped at his results. :/ Mine wasn't at all great either. Anyway, I could feel the aura around him begin to increase its intensity. I wish I could talk to him, console and consult him. But, I couldn't and I didn't have the right. All I could do was leave my 2 ply tissue on his table. I felt bad, and all I could do was to drive the attention away from him. I'm really sorry for not being able to help.
BOOHOO. I ASPIRE TO BE A COGNITIVE PSYCHOLOGIST. I will be one of those 5% of successful people. No, not I will but I AM. (:
