some things on my mind

i seem to have to much to think about these days-

plans for my near future- where to work or study at,
should i go home to work then come back to do my masters?
should i do my masters here straightaway?
if so, where?
is dublin feasible for me?
should i work or study there?
if so, i should be applying now.......

plans for my nearer future- the final exams :(
omg omg omg

plans for the even nearer future- essay and project deadlines,
the analysis of my questionnaires,
the results and discussion,
the 8000 word project plus the damned poster presentation,
the last 3000 word essay,

boohoo boohoo, i hate stress i hate it i hate it!
i have been doing nothing for long enough and my brain just cant cope with all this thinking-

i hate crossroads in life, i hate not knowing what the future holds. i hate making a life-changing decision. i just want to live a think-less life.

but then again this is all part of growing up- decisions decisions and more decisions. why o why. i wish i was 6.

and not to mention that the british weather is really fucked up. like really really fucked. it seemed that spring was here and temperatures rose, the sun shines on everything pretty and its comfortably warm. then all of a sudden, it starts snowing! weather forecast alerts that the north is in for heavy snow and then today it snow dizzled in exeter. exeter! way in the south-east and there's snow! crazy crazy crazy,

i've never carried a brolly out in sg, despite the frequent convectional rains we get so frequently- of course its because im so damn lazy.

but lo and behold, here i will make sure my brolly is out with me. every single time. you know why? because it can turn from bright sunshine to gloomy rainpour in a matter of seconds. and i mean seconds!

and thats not it, my trusty umbrella has to be wind-resistant (like super super strong) or it'll definitely be turned the funny way round. and you need to know when to face your umbrella where (right angle against the direction of the wind) or there's no use trying to have an unbrella cos the top would surely fly off. either that or your arms, if you have trained some muscles. i also have to take care of the metal rods sticking into my eye.

so there,
so much to think of when you go out.
the damned weather.

hence i conclude that i don't like the british weather. make that, i fucking hate the british weather and you wonder why the brits always complain about it. they have every reason to.

on a lighter and much happier note.
i'm going to venice/ verona tmr!!
yay warm weather here i come!!
will take loads of pictures and upload them, cant wait to go and never come back to stress- haha

ok i think this is one epic post to make up for the recent lack of. :)