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Music on The Nomad: Basement Jaxx – Where’s your head at?

That would be a good question yo ask me in the next couple of hours … lol… leave it as that …

Well we, sometimes I feel that everything at that moment fees just so surreal. I still can’t believe that I’ve survived 4 months being on my own.

Well initially I did feel somewhat depress in my own way; Out of my comfort zone, away from the people that I can turn to and confide stuff in, and of course getting things done on my own.

In all, this truly has been a big learning curve for me.

DDomestically, well good thing I’ve learnt survival cooking a long time before I got here. I, ‘ahem’ have expanded my repertoire in the kitchen, gone are the days of boiled chicken instant noodles so on and so forth. I can say that eating my steaks, lamb and pasta dishes do not require a stomach pump, and yeah… finally figured the artistry of making a damn oemlette … except now the damn pan has lost it’s Teflon coating, wel.. least it lasted for close to one sem rather than a damn day .. kno wonder k mart and Target are making so much dosh here.

Socially. Usually do aright so we’l just leave it as that.

Schoo Wise: ccould say that I’ve actually been in uni most of the time… haha .. ;P .. and yea .. fuck the school system in Singapore, I don’t really give a fuck. I can say that the Singapore school system is really an elitess program. Caring society my ass, I’ve got more understanding here from people than aren’t really involved academically than I would say, 3 years in poly, and thses were the peole that were suppose to arrange special needs … fuck .. that’s all I can say …

Slight disapointmen would bbe not choosing and thinking through what was needed to do a double major, it’s not what as it seems … sigh … 3 more sems to go now …

Ah well, 4 more days ….

You Fink?

makes you sometimes really think what you really want in life. I do, sometimes start to question is being that decisive agood thingg when a yor friends are freakig out in what they would wanna do in life after poly.

So it comes to this quuestion on what the hell I was on when I decided to do economics. To be fair, economics was what I thought it would in a simple sentence; The mechanics & physics on how business as a whole is driven, cause and effects, that sorta shit.

In a nutshell 'tis was true.

Don't get me wrong, as anyone of you do know me as well I do, the BBBC world Service iis always on on my laptop and my radio back home annd if there's anything better than the news on cable to be watched ten that' be it; Current Affairs, business etc. Annd thus, I woud presume that econs wold just be a more detailed study of what's reported in the news, no shit.

What I've been through this semester was basically french to me; indifference curves... etc ....

Now. Starting to think now on why i decided to takke this up as a major. Was it due to the fact tthat I thought it was as simple as it was in poy? Experiences from other poele saying that its' a breeze, or just the namesakke of getting that on your graduation certificate?

Well, to be honest, al of the above reasons are true and wel, guess i didn't really researched the subject properly. Soome pele did set me straight in concerntrating in what you are nnaturay good at rather than forcing yourself to do someting you might not even be good at.

Well, I feel a new ease of life in me after dropping a major, am lloking to just doing what I do best.

Indeed.

Afterthoughts ...

Sometimes I do wonder, in most cases ,of what might have been. life is full of regrets, always filed with 'what ifs'. in circumstances it might have been just one small instance that may have triggered this sense of insecurity and second guessing oneself.

tthen again, it might have just been appropriate to have just dropped everything at that moment in time, and just keep on wondering what have might have been , for the sanity of oneself.

However, these actions mayhhave been a godsent at that time, but in hindsight it does drive someone to have guilt and remorse, and sometimes, a clear mind.

Pain is worth it if you reap the dividends in the end, and in most insyances, it's not what it is.

The Night That Was ..

Furst things furst .. where's ye shitterrrr ...lol... nah just kidd'n .. hqppy birthdqy Genie!! .. no damn idea what the hell to buy for you .. probbaly the same ol' birthdayy/ x'mas combo .. hehe.. not my fault...

HHhhmm.. not really my style to write about everyday stuff but there’s always an exception… so here it is…

Last night’s soirree was surprisingly fun as I do feel that organizing a mass party rends to be abit of a stinker as you’re highly unlikely to please everyone.

In all cases was well organized, the awards tigy was rather amusing .. though I felt that certain things weren’t really warranted, with loads of biaseness I guess.. but keys in the fridge …lol… ‘nuff said…

That bouncy castle thingy was the schizzel as well…lol.. felt like an arse pulling a cart (no jokes aite if you’re even thinkig about it) …. Was really a wprkout.. speciallt on the gut.. don’t do it after the munchies though … pics were a riot as well..

And the delayed reation of the masses when the sprinklers went off was so Hollywood teen-sorority like film… haha what a slip up .. tink it added more spice to the evening …

Watching the movies outdoors was tight as well, being huddled in groups with blankets and sheets, Looked as though K.V. was harboring refugees or something… good times… don’t think I’ll do it in Singapore though .. weather’s a real bitch either way …

Fore thought… I have finally tasted reall Perth nightlife .. noting much to write home about … Zouk and Liquid Room….HERE I COME!!!!!

Abstracts

Why?

Facades that you can never …

I am, whatever you say I am

Don’t judge me

Things happen

Say it to my face

Try it for a day .. you won’t survive…

Misconceptions

I can’t stand …

If Only I …

Still haven’t found what I’m looking for

Someday …

It’s just words

I’m free to be whatever I …

You sang to me

Is this goodbye?

It’s just me…

You

One love

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The words and publication depicting the life and imes of Ian Da Luz campos's search and journey through this wide and open road called life or otherwise has been curtailed at the present time as he has come across obstacles and riddles that he may occupy and envelope his mental andphysical capacity to pen anything coherent even though he has penned words that hace captured the essence of time...

In other words, I HATE WRITING ESSAYS at the moment, and so I don't have the time to write, even though Ihave written an entry and it's in some word document...

No idea how I came up with that bullcrap in the first paragraph.. effects of a box of cheezels and coke lite can do to your braincells ...