It valentine's day today!!! Yay!!! Haha... Its just another normal day for me because I got no valentine. However, for many it was an important event/day/festival. Many guys and girls were walking around the school with small bouquets of roses and heart shaped balloons in shades of pink, white and red filled the air. Special events or activities were held in the foyer near canteen B to celebrate this joyous occasion which seemed rather normal to the singles. Many girls were dressed in their sweetest/most demure/nicest/prettiest dresses, with the nicest make ups on radiant faces that you don't see on normal days.

Haha... Okie... For me is go school, lessons, lunch break - eat lunch, lessons, and home. Simple routine life. The mrt was filled with people and the aroma/fragrance of fresh flowers was lingering around my nose for the entire trip home because a guy holding a bunch of flowers was sitting beside me. Haha... Sitting on the other side of me was this stupid guy who was dosing off and his head was obviously so heavy that he must lean towards me. Wah piang.... I was so irritated that I just gently pushed him away and he woke up. Guess what? Next moment he was sleeping again and leaning towards me again. Wah piang.... So fast fall asleep one lorz... What the hell... Sorry lahz... No gay tendency... Go away!!! Okie thats all for the mrt trip.

As I was walking from the mrt station back home... Wah... Traffic jam no need money one lorz... There was a massive jam... So many vehicles on the road can... And there were one uncle and one young guy quarreling along the road. Don't what happened... Don't care... Go home do tutorial. Haha...

Life is boring. Life is lonely. BUT, who says life haven't been exciting before? Who says I haven't experienced much of what others have experienced? Who says that I don't know and am not the right person to give advices? The one year plus taught me alot, the 3 months of work, communication, and interaction with so many different characters taught me even more on different aspects of life. As I always say, the underestimated one is me. Whatever. As long as I know I have been there and what I say makes sense to a certain extent, its enough. No recognition is needed to motivate me, rather underestimation works as a much much more effective motivator. Suddenly, the energy to strive and thrive for excellence filled me. The power to stop feeling moodless is back. I am back on track. Thanks to those constant reminders of perfect discrimination, underestimations, prejudices, and perfect remarks like "side-kicks" of someone, I am now charged with the perfect energy to move on from my despondent state of reminiscing the past. Thanks to the encouragement from all walks of life, for instance, my com mgt presentation which I thought was total rubbish got double ticked and the video of it together with a few other near perfect presentations were discussed during class. I want to improve my presentation skills.