4 little furballs and 4 huge furballs made my day today. And if all goes well, two little kittens will follow me home in a week's time. Riley and Wiley have made their way into my (as well as bro's) heart with their soulful eyes.
Now everybody go "awwww" with me.
This weekend is a welcoming mini-break I got to enjoy after handing up my assignments - a trip to Vivocity to watch The Departed, a great weekend of floorball and time-juggling, a fuzzy time with the kittens and finally, claypot rice at Geylang.
Now I am burdened once more with assignments and projects due in the next 2 weeks. Haven't been able to attend job-briefings because of such a tight schedule, and it annoys me not to be able to accomodate everything into my schedule. I swear if I drive (and own a car), I will pack my schedule in packets of 15 minutes to reach the particular venue.
eg. Breakfast appointment at 10am. Haircut at 11.30am (leave breakfast by 11.15am). Meeting at 12.30pm (leave salon by 12.15pm). Another meeting at another venue at 4pm (leave current meeting at 3.30pm to get stuff ready etc.) You get my point. That's almost disgusting.
I have probably a line of coffee dates waiting for me to get back in touch with my friends, those whom I owe a little of my time to. Nobody can blame me for the lifestyle I have chosen to lead, for the priorities I have chosen to set. My social circle is an important aspect of my life that keeps me alive - without my friends I would be a very different person indeed. Perhaps this is what resulted from growing up as an only child - I have become inter-dependent on friends, a self-centred individual whose aim is to accomplish her given opportunities in life at all costs almost recklessly.
The abscence of my dad in my life now has also taught me the importance of family and how important my mum is to me and how more important I am to her. I spent a grand total of less than 10 hours awake at home, with perhaps 3 hours interaction time with my mum this weekend due to floorball friendly matches on Sunday. It wasn't a very nice feeling I get, I miss my mum alot because I miss my conversations with her over tea (that she will make for me personally) and our weekly bitchins' about life. It makes me wonder why I was so eager to get back to school on a Sunday night last year.
Over the past few years of university, I have adopted a crazy sleep-wake cycle as well. Vampyric status as proclaimed by a certain Mr J, it is 6.15am as I am typing this now. I'm all ready for breakfast in 45 minutes' time. I live a crazy lifestyle, as labelled by my friends, but what the hell, I am enjoying it. Though it wears me out at times.
Eyes are closing. So, sleep has beckoned.
Now everybody go "awwww" with me.
This weekend is a welcoming mini-break I got to enjoy after handing up my assignments - a trip to Vivocity to watch The Departed, a great weekend of floorball and time-juggling, a fuzzy time with the kittens and finally, claypot rice at Geylang.
Now I am burdened once more with assignments and projects due in the next 2 weeks. Haven't been able to attend job-briefings because of such a tight schedule, and it annoys me not to be able to accomodate everything into my schedule. I swear if I drive (and own a car), I will pack my schedule in packets of 15 minutes to reach the particular venue.
eg. Breakfast appointment at 10am. Haircut at 11.30am (leave breakfast by 11.15am). Meeting at 12.30pm (leave salon by 12.15pm). Another meeting at another venue at 4pm (leave current meeting at 3.30pm to get stuff ready etc.) You get my point. That's almost disgusting.
I have probably a line of coffee dates waiting for me to get back in touch with my friends, those whom I owe a little of my time to. Nobody can blame me for the lifestyle I have chosen to lead, for the priorities I have chosen to set. My social circle is an important aspect of my life that keeps me alive - without my friends I would be a very different person indeed. Perhaps this is what resulted from growing up as an only child - I have become inter-dependent on friends, a self-centred individual whose aim is to accomplish her given opportunities in life at all costs almost recklessly.
The abscence of my dad in my life now has also taught me the importance of family and how important my mum is to me and how more important I am to her. I spent a grand total of less than 10 hours awake at home, with perhaps 3 hours interaction time with my mum this weekend due to floorball friendly matches on Sunday. It wasn't a very nice feeling I get, I miss my mum alot because I miss my conversations with her over tea (that she will make for me personally) and our weekly bitchins' about life. It makes me wonder why I was so eager to get back to school on a Sunday night last year.
Over the past few years of university, I have adopted a crazy sleep-wake cycle as well. Vampyric status as proclaimed by a certain Mr J, it is 6.15am as I am typing this now. I'm all ready for breakfast in 45 minutes' time. I live a crazy lifestyle, as labelled by my friends, but what the hell, I am enjoying it. Though it wears me out at times.
Eyes are closing. So, sleep has beckoned.