not flattering at all.

cant barely open my eyes,thought i take a quick break.(well, this is break number..god knows how many!). i'm struggling to finish the bloody final year clinical project. which is such a pain to get done! i'm about 2000+ words more to reach the minimum 6000-word limit . dateline to supervisor is this coming monday! and at this point, i couldnt really care about the quality.just want to get it done,submit it and never think about it again. kinda like EE, the extended essay at kmb all over again.*sigh*

4 days into final year- 4 days full of lectures so far. we'll be having another week of lectures before we'll be let loose in the wards. it felt so long since the whole class sit in the lecture theatre together, we were scattered all over the place during our 4th year last year. oho, the teachers were soo keen of reminding us of the coming august 2010. and the foundation year application.. my irish colleagues were busying themselves with answering all those questions on the application. i, up until this moment,decided to not be bothered with it. because, i am 98.9% sure that i'll be heading straight back home once i graduated. the dateline for the foundation school application is oct23rd. technically, i still have time. it'll be interesting to know where i might end up should i apply for it,ekh?

now now. i have one interesting creepy story to tell. i was walking back from tesco yesterday afternoon, minding my own business, loosing myself in music from my ipod. on my way back, i somehow kept coming across with this one white car. then at the top of the street where my house is, the same car suddenly appeared and stopped in front of me. i thought the driver was lost, couldnt find the street he was looking for or something like that. then he began asking me, where i'm from, how long i've been here.. yada,yada,yada. now, dont this sound familiar? this similar incident occur about the same time two years ago. then that stupid guy asked for my number. when i didnt want to give it, he offered his, which i declined without thinking at all. then he said that he saw me last year at an asian market, and knew that i was living somewhere in edin st. last year. now, how would you feel if you're in my shoes at that moment? my jaw dropped upon hearing that. then, just i was about to walk away, he kept blocking my path; with more questions of whether i'm married or not et cetera. which was annoying to say the least.. i should have lied. dgn dungunya, i said that i'm not. then more persistent he became. and the more peristent i voiced out that i'm not interested. thank goodness, it's still broad daylight. i might have to resort to my never-been-used personal alarm if it was a different circumstances.
and now, i'm becoming more paranoid than ever. going to city centre today alone was nerve-wrecking to say the least. i kept looking over my shoulder, and shopping didnt seem fun like always.. stupid psycho!!