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A 26yr old female whose brain is powered by caffeine; without its main fuel source it has a working speed slower than that of a slug. That aside, she wishes she could grow a teeny weeny bit (read: a lot) taller and constantly whines about her weight. Enjoys devising novel ways to traumatise people with her bludders. Oh, and she is rather antisocial.

It's the 2nd day after I sent my resume to the NUS Microbiology dept, and I've yet to get any calls. Neither has anyone from AVA called.

I'm seriously starting to freak out.

It's pretty stressful for me to be asked by my parents everyday without fail if anyone from AVA or NUS has called me for an interview. Whether anyone calls or not is beyond my control. And you can't expect me to call the HR dept to 'ask if they have received my resume' (but in actual fact checking if I'll get that interview or not), right? That's so friggin' KS. I can't do anything. The only thing I can do is to sit at home and wait for someone, anyone to call and meanwhile get myself into panic mode.

Life is just great.

I know that it takes days for the HR dept to settle paperwork and stuff and expecting a call from them the next day after I submitted my resume is a bit too much, plus the online submission for AVA has already informed me that it'll take at least a wk to process my application, but with everyone in my family plus my relatives and neighbours asking me how's my job hunt I can feel my sanity going right out the window.

Argh. I hate this. Maybe I should just get a job, any job to stop this shit.

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I realised my memory isn't as good as before (which was pretty bad to start off with, by the way). Was chatting with one of my pathetically few friends on MSN and I mentioned about some lecturer remembering us after so long. And apparently what HE remembered was not the same as what I remembered. Great. My brain has degenerated again. I reckon my memory is now comparable to that of a goldfish.

Have you ever tried to recall some of your experiences in the past and realised that your memories are getting muddled? What do u do if u realise u're losing ur memories as time passes by? Do u freak out? Gorge urself with gingko biloba and chicken essence? Keep a diary blog?

I remember watching a movie - I can't remember which - which mentioned that humans are strange creatures. They like to remember things the way they like. What remains as their memories may not be the truth. Hmm. Somehow this statement struck me as true. Humans like to deceive themselves. And sometimes they are so successful in deceiving themselves that they actually come to believe that what they remember is true. Hmm. Am I doing this, myself?
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