conversation

(at ACJC's Fun-o-Rama)

I spot a boy wearing the RI PE T-shirt.
Me (to RI boy): Bro, don't you think you're taking a big risk by wearing that thing here?
RI boy: *laughs*
ACJC girl (who obviously overheard and butts in): We don't discriminate here!
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funny, I was just contemplating wearing the RJ PE T-shirt to the fair. In the end I bought a T-shirt that says "ACJC 100% original".

I've fallen into a rut where I don't enjoy anything I'm doing/ I'm not doing the things I enjoy. i.e. the IBN research attachment has lost every last shred of appeal and now I'm being constantly pressurised by an overzealous scientist to perform miracles. Tuition isn't fun at all, especially when it involves a long trudge down the hostile filthy streets of Geylang. I thought to myself while dragging myself through the rain that this must be what it feels like to land up in a job you can't enjoy. And a disturbingly large number of people out there are putting themselves through this, for one of two reasons 1) they're masochists 2) somewhere back there a contract was involved. My agony stems from a combination of both, but thankfully it's going to last for another 3 months at most. Today, by the way, follows a painfully long weekend marked by a slew of unreturned messages and a humiliating defeat by Liverpool. And prior to that, a friend who lost her sense of humor and an ex that just proved more anti-social than I ever gave her credit for. time to do some spring cleaning - remove the negative influences from my life and systematically replace them with postive ones.