refugee

this is the time of limbo. my lease has officially ended and i have to crash at my friend's place for the next few days before i take off -woohoo!!- and i still have that darn paper to write and two more exams to take. oh when will this agony end? it's always hardest towards the end because you know it's just a matter of time but you still have to bloody slog it out.

and because this is my blog, i feel like i can trash talk here. i am sick and tired of unchivalrous and don't-fucking-know-to-take-initiative guys. guys who just don't know how to zo lang (as philip and i would say and laugh). today R came to help me move some stuff into storage and G was with him. naturally i asked for their help in moving my tv. thanks guys, sorry to bother you. G: ehhh, no problem--lunch ah! and he was not joking. i did buy them lunch without a thank you at that! not that i wouldn't have, but what has happened to some good old chivalry and goodwill? has it come to this--helping someone out in exchange for something. wtf man. and an i-banker to boot! wah, earn so much money, kiss so much ass but can't carry some boxes for nothing? perplexing. or maybe i'm just not their damsel in distress. but still, wtf.