i love caulfield! no seriuosly! i love my school. 3 yrs in this institution. 3 yrs n' 24 electives. failed just one. well, cant say fa sure. still hv tis sem n' a summer program to go. oh-remember when i used to sit in this lib n find bks to do extra research; FOR FUN? n' i'd spend HOURs on the internet e-mailing? spent 5hrs breaks @ sta lounge ALONE?!! oh-horrors! in 2nd yr, kin grew up to grasp e' fun-ness/ freedom of being parents-less abroad. ppl bk hm always told her to live to e' fullest; being given an opportunity of a lifetime. too much fun i shld say! n suddenly, school became uncool. kins met only minimum requiremt for class attendance; came late alot of times. like erm.. last 1/2hr of tutorials! HUR* oh-how-marlies-hated-the-3-of-us! =/p lookin back it seems miracalous, tt somehow, kin's always managed to separate academic woes fm matters of heart. heartbreaks and disappointments? how did i pull it thru when i was encompassed in so much pain, i felt i cld die?? only one slip - 1st sem last yr. biggest regret i shld say. put me off my 5-yrs plan by 3mths. well. like they say: no pt in crying over spilt milk aye?
sunday morning n' i am e' only one walking on tt bridge. its cool. not cold. nor warm. just cool and i feel my cheeks pink-en? =) whoot!* hardworking b-iatch! hardworking chica! hardworking kins! i need to be. but smug. yess. smug tt i am hardworking? n' obviously ahead of my peers? orrr not? truth? i NEED to be, to be on parr. i am sloooowwww. like a tortoise. or issit turtle? it wasnt like i intentionally started only this morning. funny how nothing made sense when e' due date's 5 days pending. n' on e' eve, it kinda sorta kinda sorta made sense? OR not? h-rmph* urmm.. HELP?!In his modularity hypothesis, Fodor (1983, 1985) argues that the language processor does not have the properties of a central systems operation, thus, separating language and thought. Evaluate Fodor's reasons for taking this stance.
runaway bride last night was awesomely-aww-so-romantic. melts* u can't hurry love. tts fa sure. ma's right. who needs it anyways? i wonder why im winging when i am [s'posed to be] pre-occupied w' psychology n' attaining my dreams. 3 reasons why "love" isnt for me now: (1) psychology+education+career+achieving-dreams-dreamt. (2) i hv a whole lifetime ahead to live.breathe.LOVE. but till then, i may as well enjoy being alone n' hope when love comes my way someday, i wont take for granted its presence. (3) urmm.. noone in line. ok. shall use my pensive grains of thots for my essay. its 1000words but of course being paranoid/ worrywrat/ anxious/ stress-prone person i am, im stressing... feeble smile =) ps: spending the night @ ling's.
