well. think there's so many worries swirling around in my head that i didn't sleep much last night
it was a sort of half-sleep, an endless tossing-turning, fling-covers-off-and-on fiasco
that culminated in a weird short dream that made utter nonsense. sigh.

i'm so tired. times' are when i bend down under my desk, as if looking for something but truth is i'm stealing a quick nap.
naughty girl am i. haha. no wait. naughtiness is a result of not knowing what you're doing is wrong. so i'm bad. yup. not naughty.
see? i'm spouting rubbish. maketh no sense, i.

one of my worries is SMU versus NUS. yeah. the trouble is, the deadline for acceptance of SMU will probably be up even before NUS replies
which IRKS me no end. Shouldn't local universities be competitive about the release of acceptance results, without making the poor people (us) agonize over whether or not to accept the place in the university, only to find out that the other preferred uni has accepted you?
Sigh. Not that NUS is the preferred uni of course. I'm torn between the two. A choice between indulgence in subjects I like in a rather old place only two bus stops away from home (NUS duh) and subjects which will guarantee a better career yet in a more comfortable, cosy place far from home (SMU).
Hrm. Well I'll try me best not to worry yeah. Worrying means I don't trust God enough to be able to cast my cares unto Him.

"Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own." - Matthew 6:34