Of writing experiences...

An update on the book.

Going through everything and changing bits here and there. Gonna make it seem darker than the light thing it's turned into.

Of college application....

Typing out the first draft of the commonapp essay........

SOMEONE KILL ME NOW HOW DO I DO THIS guaguguguaarrrrgh!?!?!?!?!?!?!

I wonder if I'm really fit to get into an Ivy League...

Of fresh starts

Some of you may notice the loss of quite a large number of posts recently. I've decided to take them down. Sometimes, pasts, though they are a part of you, though they make you who you are, it seems, almost shameful to see what sort of person I was. Perhaps a few years from now, I will look back on this and be ashamed at my naivety, or my evils. I know, that we can't erase a past, or deny that it happened. But I wouldn't want, people to come here, and see that side of me, though she may no longer exist.

Reading over the posts though, I came to remember things I've forgotten. I saw that, I actually seemed more human, with opinions and a voice. Instead of this, angsty, cynical, opinion-less girl typing this right now.

Emptiness is a weird feeling. When you're just, living. The past doesn't matter, the future hardly does, and the present, will sooner or later fade into the past anyway. No drive, nor direction.

I should probably find an exit soon.

Of writing experiences...

Sometimes there's nothing else to do except to force yourself to churn out chapter after chapter. What matters is that you get the book done. What doesn't matter is the state of your brain at the end of the process.

Note: I just realized it's Friday tomorrow. YES! I can stay up. Homework later. Book and churning now.

Of my holiday so far

Hi hi everyone! So, SAT is over for me, and it's time for holiday! Only problem is, I had to spend five days working on rotation attachment at the government hospital, RIPAS. End result? I don't want to do diagnostic work. Which, I already know. But now, I know for sure! Other than that, my holiday has been, unproductive. I still get that guilty feeling every time I'm lazing around and wasting an afternoon on games and the like. Why? Because I'm supposed to be writing a book! Well, three actually, but I should be done by now! At least, done with one of them, at least. -sigh- Must work harder. Sometimes I think so myself, 'Siang Wen, don't you think, maybe, instead of playing games and Facebooking (One Girl One Life is not sponsored nor owns Facebook), you should be, owh, I don't know, WORKING!?' -sigh-

Of SAT preparations

Looking at my practice test and the admission statistics from MIT, I thought, 'OMG WHAT THE (CENSORED) AM I DOING!?"

Because MIT applicants are awesome. And I'm getting intimidated. But I really wanna go to the US. I'm not gonna check the other schools. If it's just as bad, I don't need the ego stab. If it's better, I don't need the ego boost. 8 more practice tests to go. That's over 24 hours of testing. Not counting the real one on Saturday. OMG WHAT THE (CENSORED) AM I DOING!?

Of the book plan

I lost it. The book plan. -sigh- You see, I wrote, on a nice piece of paper, what every chapter of the book will consist of. And the amazing authoress that is me, lost it.