I have a feeling my life will start to revolve around my final year project and nothing else. Our project is a huge huge thing and we didn't actually realise it until we sat inside the meeting room in NTU with the professors. Ahhh. Technically it's my fault because I suggested this project but I'm zipping my mouth and pointing my finger to the next most outspoken person. In two weeks, we have to come up with a design. Oh my god, it's like we have to design everything from scratch! Oh my god oh my god oh my god.

Okay relax, raf. We can do it. As group leader I can motivate my members and set unrealistic deadlines and push everyone to complete their tasks! I can smell like an A just seeing the scope of this project. Okay stop panicking and start researching!

So I have FYP, personal studying time, muay thai, floorball, religious activities, and I'm broke so I want to tutor primary school kids and force them to speak good english. Ah, so packed. Aiyo.

It can be a good thing because I'm keeping myself busy. So I don't have to concentrate on being miserable and alone. So I don't have to be jealous about some love interest. So I don't have to ponder about achieving my dreams. Yeah, busy busy busy. This is good.

Right?

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I realised that I am happy with small things. I don't need big gestures from anyone to make me happy. Like spending a mere 1 hour, or an internet msn conversation, perks me up. Going nowhere and living in the moment is not that bad, after all. I just want to be stuck, forever. No need to move forwards or backwards. We're here, we're living the moment.

Virtual hugs make me happy. Real hugs sew my wounds. A simple good morning or goodnight text message makes me smile, a lot. A random phonecall makes my week.

I am happy with small things. My future boyfriend would be the luckiest person lol.

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