Stupid Deadline

I realized I hadn't been listening to the radio in a very long time. Coz I am at this very moment. And I felt a wave of nostalgia overwhelming me. It's like playing all those songs that I used to listen to on weekend evenings during my sec school days.

I think I stopped listening to the radio ever since I got my first mp3 player. Of which I kept coming up with millions of playlists, or I'd just keep abusing the same song/album on loop. And then when I got the ipod, I got totally carried away watching videos. Plus, the large storage space on ipod only meant that I had an extensive amount of songs from an eclectic range of genres to choose from. I ditched my sony radio until the battery in the remote started oozing out "juice", and is now dead. Damn, I still remember those days when I turned on the radio all throughout the night. It was really my life back then. Wtf.

Anyway, I am now totally stuck on my project. Dammit. And I shot down my own deadline. How convenient. Damn damn damn. It's like doing PW all over again mannnn. And I totally hate it. Yeah, why do I ALWAYS feel miserable whenever I have to do something so academic ehh? I still cannot figure out. Maybe I'd feel better not having to study anymore and counting on myself to save up a year's worth of salary just to get that hawwwtttt handbag. I won't even be able to smell my pink beemer. Yeah right.

And why do I seem to be ONLY motivated by the material perks of life? SERIOUSLY?!?!?! Does owning an entire museum of luxury stuffz constitute happiness in MY encyclopedia??? At this point, YES. But in the long run? I definitely need to back up my future livelihood with something more meaningful. Not just whims and fancies that always always ends up going out of season.

Ok wowwww. It's been ages since I blogged like this. I think so. Do you see how much this project has muddled up my head! Bleah. I guess I'd be better off going to bed. To hell with the bloody deadline.