Okay I was studying and revising Human Factors but now have clearly moved away from said studying once Huda and I started IMing. Still I think I made some good headway. 1 chapter down, along with the Signal Detection Theory and the psychophysics things with that.

Tomorrow I shall start on something else. Or maybe continue with HF still, since revision lecture is on Tuesday and Mr Tan has advised that we read the required material before coming down so we understand what's happening and all.

Anyhow, I watched Prince of Persia last Thursday and it was WICKED. I LOVE action and adventure movies to the core! Plus, Gemma Aterton is beautiful. With an impossibly skinny figure. But it was really awesome fun. Too bad the theatre was almost empty when I watched it - probably less than 50 people or so. Am contemplating watching it again soon (:

Oh and I went for street jazz yesterday and it was MAJOR awesome fun for me. I'm going to be sad when TPDE classes start, because it means I won't get to go for Bryan's classes anymore ): I loved Bryan's routine. And I actually caught all the steps! I was really surprised. But when it came to the video session, I screwed the 2nd half up. Maybe I was too self conscious and started making all the stupid slips. SERENE, YOU ARE A PIG. LITERALLY AND METAPHORICALLY.

You need to lose weight, girl.

And yes, people it is EASY for you to tell me I shouldn't care about what other people think about you. And that's because you're not shapeless to begin with and you're feeling lucky you're not me. HENCE. You can easily say that. I know how these things work. I haven't been a psychology student for two years for NOTHING people.

God is unfair because of the existence of a list called 20 Most Sexiest Models. I have a weight and appearance complex. I should just die. But I cant. Because I want to get married and live in the States or France.

Sometimes I think its hard to keep a blog or a personal diary for that matter, when the last thing you want to do sometimes is to relieve the worst moments of your day all over again.

Just when I was getting OVER you, YOU come waltzing back into my life and opening a floodgate of memories.

Either God is mocking or testing the shit out of me. I swear, this isn't funny.

Been a tiring week. My mind is currently a stressful place to be in.

Today marks the closure of the the Graduation Day performance. Apparently the management & the audience weren't amused by our routine so they replaced our item with a singer. Was supposed to be replacing Nic because she couldn't make it, so now it looks like I won't need to anymore. Moreover, I won't be attending the DHL ceremony.

Been staying up til 3am to complete Criminal Psych report.Last Sunday I stayed up til 4am, awoke at 9am and starting feeling dizzy and developed a migraine on Monday. And performance was on Tuesday. We did 3 shows, and apparently our last evening show was probably the best.

And considering today's turn of events, I'm feeling kind of lost right now, and lonely all of a sudden. Watched videos of O School open classes and realized that I actually suck and need to improve. But am do darn busy with work. Plus my dad wants me to focus on studies right now.

Am wondering what I should do tomorrow. So tired. And confused.

It's 3.50am right now. I am very tired. My eyes are threatening to crash down and send my brain into the depths of oblivion. I spent the last few hours struggling to do Criminal Psych report. Still bummed out at the fact that I'm not discussing any new theories. I'm only mentioning the social learning theory - old school - and I'm bloody well hoping that its suffiicient Or I will SHOOT myself. I would have liked to talk about new theories that we learnt, such as Differential Association, but the more I analyzed it, the more it didn't quite fit into my beliefs as to how criminals are made.

Bought boots on Thursday for Broadway. Doesn't fit me very well but I padded it out with socks and it fits all right so that's it settled.

Came across this whilst youtube-surfing and am positively in AWE at the brilliance and coherence of them:




Popping looks fun. It reminds me of dislocating bones and fixing them back together. Besides, I think good looking guys who dance are sexy, because they know who to move their bodies and its very appealing.

I've abandoned my piano "for the moment". Been so caught up that I barely have the energy to drag myself to the piano and employ cerebral glucose to decipher the symbols on the piano sheets. So much for my grand plans to play pieces from Pirates of the Caribbean.

I'm beginning to suspect that my performance in Year 3 will affect my very enormous dreams of going to the United States to study and work. My report for Criminal Psych alone is giving me the impression that the holidays has resulted in apoptosis ( i actually learnt something from BioPsych - its the destruction of brain cells) and its imposing debilitating effects on my overall well being. I've not touched a single application journal for Human Factors, nor commenced on the case study for Addictive Behaviors.

Something has GOT to give.

Aaaargh. Bobby is sleeping at my feet and is emanating his wet dog smell. Comforting yet discomforting at the same time. I've exceeded the word limit for Criminal Psych report. ASS. I HATE word limits!

Oh sod it. I'm going to bed.


( and I think I've finally freed myself from the likes of you )

Okay.

I've got to get homework done by next week because I'll be busy due to the whole Graduation Day performance - 11 shows over 4 days so it's going to be quite a big deal. Plus, I've yet to source my costumes! Black leggings are easy to get. But where in the world am I to get pointy black boots!

Thought I could go for Bryan's class tomorrow, but bearing in mind the amount of work to be done and sourcing for costumes, since I don't want to buy them next week, I'll probably have to NOT go AGAIN.I miss doing street jazz classes and I do want to improve, but at this rate with all the unexpected clashes and timings? So NOT ideal.

I decided to run through Bryan's Beautiful Dirty Rich routine before I bathed and was amazed at howmuch easier it is now. I think I can't move as much I can in dance attire as compared to alight tee and shorts. My sweatpants are relatively heavy and my dance short is relatively thick.

GRRRR. I KNOW I CAN DANCE.BUT MITIGATING FACTORS LIKE CLOTHES AND TIME AND SCHOOL RESTRICT ME FROM DANCING AND IMPROVING.

Costume fitting at 9am tomorrow. BUGGER. Plus,I gotta double check the figures for CCN Day and make sure they tabulate.

I am very tired now. I want to sleep. But my hair is still wet. I do not believe in using a hairdryer. I need sleep. I've been yawning for 6 yawns per minute. I wan t to sleep. AAAAARGH. Why must school start at 9am for me everyday?

Homework consists of:

- "Are criminals born or made?"
- ProfComm memo
- HF Application journals