During these times of semester end, its easy to get frustrated and give up. It makes me wonder how much we endure in our search for happiness and life satisfaction.

Its like wearing a pair of shoes that doesn’t fit, the shoe that squeeze our toes but we sacrifice anyway because its pretty. At the same time we conspire that people who wears comfortable shoes don’t have style. We conform to this believe that suffering foot pain is natural, that we have to suck it up and we go on wearing that pair of shoes that give us blisters.

I guess in a way this is how we justify our unhappiness in our mind. We don’t say it out loud, but we think; at least I care about something, at least Im not blissfully ignorant, at least Im not content with life.

When in truth, blisters are not what life is about. We forget that actually life is better than that. It doesnt have to be filled with pain. That sometimes people wear jandals not because they are unaware of the trends but they choose to not put their selves in vulnerable positions to get hurt. Nothing wrong with that.

But then you can argue that maybe with pain you appreciate comfort more. I guess thats true too.

Am I making sense? I dont know. Just trying to be metaphorical and philosophical in the wee hours of the morning. You can interpret this any way you want. You can always look deeper or take it at face value, with this post, and ultimately with hardship in life. But if you linger too long on the pain, you will miss out on being happy is all Im saying.

So wear those stiletto once in awhile and find something youre passionate about. Dont put down others if they dont wear them as often as you. But sometimes take them off and put on your jandals and just look at the world with a glance. Take a chance. Stop taking things seriously. And be happy.

All the best for exams and presentations everyone.

The fuck?! This was not a good day for me, television wise. Not good at all.

First off, watching Parvati won the million dollars over my girl Amanda was such a huge let down. She was doing so good until the final tribal council where I cringed watching her answer questions from the jury. I have never picked a winning survivor. And I blame Jeff Probst with his khaki bermuda. Just because.

Then there was the ending scene of OTH. Those few sentences Lucas said to Peyton was like a kick in the stomach. Damn you Lucas Eugene Scott. Why you gotta go breaking hearts like that. *shakes fist* With next week being the season finale I doubt there'll be a Leyton reunion anytime soon. Boo!

How anti-climactic was GG tonite? Colour me meh. With Serena being a tad over-dramatic with the building up of the accidental overdose/killing for past couple episodes and having it so quickly resolved like that left me feeling whattt?? And Dan. Oh Dan. Either you are really dumb, or you are really dumb. It was a disappointing episode. And I was excited after last week's too. Should have known that any episode that doesnt center around my goddess Blair would be a snooze.

And everytime you cry Lauren, I cry a bit inside. Especially since Im only seeing you again in August. Tsk.

Anybody sensing a lesbian vibe in this entry? You should, because I basically have given up on men. Until a guy with the physique of Ashton Kutcher, smarts like House and funny as Seth Cohen comes along of course. Not picky at all.

Actually Im out of time and all I got is 19 hours to save my presentation la Timbaland! And 4 minutes to write this post.

Crap. May I have the strength, physically and emotionally, to pull this off. The thing is I can count on "V" for the physical part. Drink 1.5 bottle and you have the energy that rivals the energizer bunny. But this presentation is worth 15%, factor in the fact that I dont take criticism well and you have me holding at thread's end on the emotion part. Any drink you can take to enhance your emotional stamina? Scratch the first sentence. Its 19 hours to save my sanity because Im this close to losing it and giving up.

Tick tock tick tock tick tock.