now and then i get this weird sense of insecurity and paranoia.

so dnd (and thus fop) is over. maybe i'm tired, but i just don't get the ohnoit'soverandit'sabigdeal feeling.

-pause-damn i'm itching from alcohol again.-unpause-

erm ya. or maybe cause i'm still (and will constantly be) busy with other stuff. like i realised there's quite a lot of things to settle rgding genus pm stuffs, and then there's running for usc elections.

which was why i came to blogger in the first place: to set up a blog for campaigning purposes, but somehow i thought i should blog more often.

it's sad how fop took up so much of my time in the first year of uni and i hardly blog abt it.

i mean it's sad when one day many years later if i want to look back and recall the experiences i don't have a proper account of my daily ups and downs of fop. but that is based on the assumption that one day many years later i'll somehow read old posts. and that is based of the assumption that i'll save these posts somewhere, which reminds me i haven't been updating my blogpostssincedunnowhen document since dunno when. which reminds me i might not even be able to retrieve it (touch wood!) if my com somehow gets damaged on its way home (yeah it reached my home alr) and the hard disk dies or sth (ok choy again!).

ok kns it's like 4+am.

i have half a mind not to go home this weekend altogether. or maybe just go back for dinner and rush back here again to do work. kns why has sch started?

was abt to start describing my day ytd but decided it'll take a long time and ya i'll just go set up an unfurbished blog for now.