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Sunday, October 14, 2007

i just realised that there's just one more week for thorax and then next week we'll be into abdomen. omg. i havent even started reading anything abt thorax. or heart for tt matter. gosh gosh. sighs and tmr's gonna be a loong day too.

feeling so emo now cos of the london trip. my mum says i've gotta use my own cash for the hotel and expenditure there and she'll just pay for my ticket. O.O
now..she didnt tell me THAT when she asked me to find some kaki to go for a holiday with. like ??? sighs. nothing gets me more stressed out than $. tt's why i hate $$ so much. gahs. sheesh.

firstly i hate counting. u have no idea how i enter into a sympathetic mode (fight/flight/fright mode) everytime i have to count coins to pay the uncle for my 65cent peel fresh drink at the canteen.
secondly, cos i hate counting, i dont know/cant rmb my bank balance and i am sure it def is not enough. my mum's response to that is 'cut short the holiday then'. sighs. it feels like i'm just going there to salvage my mum's input into my airticket and every other expenditure (tt would be on my account) amounts to naught/is not impt. wads the point of flying there, just for a few days to save on accom money when the airticket's so ex too.
thirdly, i really dont mind paying but tt would result in a loss of my hard earned 'financial independence'. man u dont know how good it feels to not have to ask for extra cash. :( spares me all the scolding.

sighs and i have to work out my freaking budget before my mum will confirm the airtickets and i dont have time to scour the damn internet to find work out the itinerary/find hotel now. i can barely even finish my work. and time's ticking. by the time i have the time to do that, there'll be no more tickets left. :/

boos :(

webo @ 11:30 PM