Whisper of the heart

Without yourself, you are alone...

Friday, August 26, 2005

Week 2: Friday!!!

i stayed back in campus again last night but didnt get much work done. Was in the tutorial room around 7.30pm, dreaming away and occasionally scolding myself silently for not giving my fullest concentration in whatever that i was reading.

Then a bunch of kiddos came over, begging me to change rooms coz they needed the room for their dance practice and being such a good girl (ahem!), i let them have it and dragged myself to another smaller room.

30 minutes later,around 10.30, the guard came.

"Adik,keluar ye..nak tutup bilik".

"Aik, bukan tutup pukul 12 ah?".

"Tak la dik, sekarang kena buat booking dulu. Pegawai suruh tutup. Student sendiri cari pasal. Dia orang tengok laman lucah atau buat benda benda tak baik dalam bilik."

Sigh, drove back to the apartments. Was busy chatting away until 12.30 midnight with my housemates. 12.30, with all the guilt my mind could muster, i forced myself to study until 2 am , gulping down a full flask of hot coffee with 2 'red' nescafe sachets. Right before that, i gulped another full flask in the tutorial room. i hate coffee, i have never drunk so much of coffee in one day and i have never ever sipped one at my work place either. It almost feels like im drunk or getting high on beverages..what a sad life.. At 2, i sat crossed leg on the wooden chair, and rested my head on the table, wanting to take a short nap only to wake up at 3am, not being able to feel my legs. Whatever that happened after that, feels like a daze. i remember walking with 'pins and needles' in my leg to the room and falling asleep. Woke up at 8, unable to lift myself from bed, with bad gastic pain courtesy of the coffee, cursing myself silly. Managed to get ready somehow and slept/daydreamt for the first half of the class.

Then gulped some milo and managed to temporarily defrost myself after being turned into a walking ice cube in the training lab. It's like a mini Antartic here. It's a miracle that it never snowed.

Milo somehow managed to perk me up and i spent my time singing "im so lonely" by Acon, loudly in a damn cute high pitched chipmunk voice. Unfortunately my both coursemates sitting on my left and right didn't think so and i kept getting killer stares from them. What to do, it's hard for people to appreciate another person's talent. I understand their pain.(I bet one of them would be reading this soon, he he)

Lunch was spent insulting K-Lo.

Yahoo...esok cuti!!!

Oh yeah, called my small bro last night and he said he missed meeeee...

P/S: She's so sweet. Hope she knows how much i appreciate it.
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