So afraid of SAT I, that I woke up at 4am and couldnt really sleep till 6. Woke up at 7 again by the same feeling and decided not to sleep anymore (how come? SAT nia..) Results wasnt out at 7am..so played FFXI till 8:55. Logged and tada (ccy style! lol), results pop out. Not to expectation (maybe its fantasizing..) of 1300. Got 670 for maths (89 percentile) and 570 for the verbal section (70 percentile). 1240 (shld i buy 4D?) for this attempt. Bu shan bu shi like i told kh, coz now i cant decided to retake anot. :(

Sigh..today's last day of IAP. Gonna miss everyone (alison mh say i mei liang xing..nver buy anything) and more. Still hv to come back though..not to do experiments but to hand in my report for here and log book too. In other words, cant really fully relax in the supposed two weeks of holidays. Sigh. Tired.

I revealed another side of me again today. She said a few words: "say for the sake of saying". I think i do that when im overlamed, run out of ideas or when im juz looking for some warmth. Perhaps distracted can be a gd word too. Also, the sarcastic side of me overtook the lame side of me these few days. Hv to learn how to steady that part too. Im analysing myself..wow.

Becks bulletined (got such word?) in friendster about a virus. Shld i msg her back telling its a hoax? Maybe i should. (afk to do that). nvm, friendster lag. Zz. Slow day today..its the last day. Development of ELISA next up. Its a friday. I suddenly feel like goin out on the weekends. Simply because im sure my bro will be using the comp. I hate it when he gives me that lian-ser to see or when he hints for privacy....only because he's in the mood to watch porn. Hope its juz a phrase. Hv to leave that comp for a while. Bro said the other day, he's tired being the only one buyin games and burning animes etc. I understand what they mean by PC..the personal part.

still hv 20 minutes till adding of substrate. Typing at work..not considered tou lan right? Hehe. Moody now..thinking of the fact that reports are piled up and i hve to do them. Lunch didnt cheer me up. Friendster still lagging. (i wonder wats my stamina when its comes to blogging?) Typing for the sake of typing now (zz) and also, nothing to do. Stoning at the bench doesnt look nice..1:54..

Ok, i'll type abt the title. That something referred to lame-ing. Manifested in the context (i love this word) of it spinning out of control, like a driver not being able to control his car on a wet day. A theory is that im juz venting my fustration...but im not sure. Its a diff kinda of high when u can get someone to laugh. Maybe i want attention? But it didnt feel that way the last time i remembered. I feel like a diff person. Total identity loss. Back to topic. Bad bad way meaning i slowly turned sarcastic more than lame. Qutie (typo..turned out to be "cutie"?) hard to balance. I try, but i keep failing. Maybe i try too hard. Maybe i shld juz be more natural (i'll rather try hard. Easier..=x)

1:59. Typed a paragraph for 5 minutes. I think i'll surf the net for the last 15 minutes. Gives me more flexibility to handle ELISA later. Don wan to abruptly (not making sense..this is quite abrupt) stop the blogging. xD (i like this smiley)

outz.