Back from a long lunch with Kenneth and Joseph that almost stretched into dinner time. Was awesome cause we hadn't caught up since months ago and still had so much to talk about as if the time we last met was... yesterday! But Joseph went off so early. Seemed to rush somehow, somewhat, somewhere, or to meet someone. I don't know.
So here's one of the photos we took with my digicam (But Joseph wouldn't ever be in the photos, never).
Ken did mentioned that his program in school is totally examination-free. Only but 100% assignments! How friggin cool is that? I wouldn't mind being lost in the world of assignments plus all these impossible deadlines and deadlines to meet. I really do. I admit I once hated it. It can be so scary, which was partly why I couldn't bring myself to blog as much as I did in the past. Haha but you don't mind me. I may just hate it again when my next semester starts. Still, this is better than burning theories and formulaes into my brain for the very unlikeable examination papers. Don't even mention, I was famously known among my polymates as one having mild short-term memory loss syndrome, which I so believe I have recovered, not.
Speaking of which, my final results will be out soon. Next Wednesday, June 6th! Today, the results for my Employment Relations assignments' are out. So surprised I scored for my individual essay but only managed to get an average for my group report. Ahh. I know I shouldn't say about this in the first place. Making me so nervous of my results right now. Especially my Marketing paper and how I got away writing craps for my case study. Well, June 6th is drawin' nearer...
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Enuff of that. Ooh. Wanted to blog about this beverage I learnt from the Martha Stewart show and made a few days back (I have only so much sitting-and-do-nothing I can do that day). Did change abit here and there myself. But I would say, it is fantastic.
(FYI) Get about 10 big limes and extract the juice in a jug. Then throw those limes inside. Mix it with a bottle of ice cream soda (she put a sort of wine. I replaced that). Ice cubes inside. Also squeeze a lemon juice on the lid of your glass. Then a bit of salt around the lid. Finally the drink into the glass. Done. So go check that out.
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Alright, now moving on to an entirely different note. How weird it is that your friend, a close friend, persists on coming up with excuses for not able to meet you, or say, avoid a situation (most of the excuses are just thought up at the spur-of-the-moment). And sometimes agrees to do something, although a bit of reluctance I sense, simply because he couldn't come up with a good excuse? Or probably he feels bad about himself? What does all that mean? C'mon, be an adult. You read this, you know who you are. Honestly, if you wouldn't wanna come or you really have a problem with it, just say 'No'. Stop giving weak and unbelieveable excuses. Tell the truth, straight up. For all you know, we might understand. Really. That's the only right way. What's wrong with that? Like what can we say then? Whatever the reason you may give, it is the truth you are telling us.
But now I learnt that humans, anyone, even your closest of friends, can change so fast. It's funny how life can change and flip 180 in a matter of days. One day you might just wake up and everything - your love, your life, your friendship whatever, is gone without a trace (just like the verse of the song One Love from Blue). Think about it, all you mates. You got to stay alive in this world full of lies. Haha. Time to go now.
