goodbye to an era of emo ranting and quite possibly the most nonsensical content in the blogosphere. its not so much the prying eyes of the public that has forced me to vacate, and thereby abandon, my life as a trippinteetotaller. first off, all that alliteration was starting to unnerve me. secondly, in all rocker-ish style a la sheryl crow, "a change will do you good". or in this case, will do ME good.
no more the imbecile.
we must now embrace, or at least endeavour to do so, the early stages of adult life (yes i know, i'm lagging behind as always. but at least i'm starting somewhere !). having been to SMU thrice in 5 days, i've come to realise that i must at least attempt to act like a semi-wise and mature individual. the rat race out there is certainly not going at a snail's pace. no one waits for the tortoise. vous comprends ?
i'm aware that we're already a good 6 months into the year, but that doesn't mean we cant start making goals right ? what good are new year's resolutions anyways - a coupla clinks of champagne glasses and a bad hangover later, no one even remembers what resolutions are. so time to start on a clean slate, because delving into the past as an attempt to correct my mistakes has never been able to get me very far.
very ironic, and in a sense immensely sardonic, that i should be saying all this. because i know, and you know, that just one day of dramatic mood swings can sway this brand new positive outlook in a whole new direction. usually towards that of dark and threatening clouds accompanied by stormy weather. you see, i've already forgotten what i said in the first line. GOODBYE TO EMO RANTS ! yesyes, we need a little drama along the way tho.
now, where was i. oh GOALS ! yes goals goals goals. i've come to a conclusion (it has taken me nearly forever, but i HAVE come to one), that in order to get to where i wanna be, i need to start putting things down in paper and start striving to achieve them. in this case, we'll spare ourselves the troublesome paper bit and just do a lil typing to get this show on the road.
goal #1 : whip this lardy excuse of a body into tip top shape this wont be easy, considering my almost eternal love affair with gourmet dining. plainly said, i would rather have my legs tied to a ferrari and be dragged butt naked from here to spain than give up food. so yes, to spare me the torture of having to do that, i must get myself re-acquainted with a bearable exercise regimen that i can actually stick with for the rest of the year. and if possible, the rest of my life. i'm tired of being called feimui and really feeling like one. goodbye flabby thighs, unsightly flab and what not. so, let's start with doing any form of exercise for at least 1 hour 3 times a week.
goal #2 : actually knowing WTF is going on in the world it would feel pretty fine to have all the details of current issues at my fingertips. to really know who's who, and what's what ! so, start off by reading the papers, including business times, every single day. in DEPTH. actually absorb. i know, i will soon morph into a stuffy old business undergrad who's obssessed with facts and figures. oh well, goal #2(a) : attempt to retain a fraction of my COOLness. HAHA.
goal #3 : spend at least an hour a day revising my french every saturday i go to alliance francaise feeling like a total moron. i started off an enthusiastic and eager lil bugger, grasping at every given opportunity to practise my french. of course, as usual, all that evaporated as the weeks progressed, and i skipped abt 2 lessons along the way. and that has definitely played a part in my complete lack of familiarity with even the most basic sentence structures. ask me to say something in french and i'll still tell you "je m'appelle marissa et je suis singapourienne". which was something i learnt in my very first lesson. hurhur.
goal #4 : stop being obssessed with my boyfriend let's be honest. ever since this holiday began, i've been so thrilled with the idea of spending every waking moment together, just us two being romantic and all that jazz. ever so eager to dedicate every second of free time to contribute to our "quality time" because i wanted to make up fer the immense lack of it last year due to A lvls. and that has turned me into a crippled creature who depends on crutches and wheelchair to get on with life. this has simultaneously made me an emotionally unstable, and highly sensitive prick who treats him like a lifeline i need merely to breathe. SO, with goals 1-3 being put into play, i'm hoping that i'll ease off on the emphasis of being loveydovey 24/7 and concentrate on being a separate individual.
i seriously loathe putting all this down, but the only way to make things better is to recognise why they're fucked up in the first place right ?
okayy enough for one night. an overload will lead me to nowhere, and that's no good cos i'm already there. am quite satisfied with the current anonymous status of this blog :)