All In A Day's Work...A Very Long One...
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i am really proud of myself today. i got into bed at 4.30am, woke up at 6.30am, dragged my tired and sore ass out of bed and into the toilet, and went to school for an 8am lecture, albeit late, but that's not the point...the point is, that, against my own good sense, and the advice of at least 2 people, i braved 2hrs of sleep and attended the bloody 1st lecture of the day--and of the week--all for 1, and only 1 reason: the above-mentioned eye candy. i forced myself out of bed at the most unearthly hour just so i can be in the same lecture theatre with him for barely an hour...hey before u call me pathetic, at least i literally found a reason to go to bloody ulu pandan clementi for the very 1st lesson of the day--on a monday, for crying out loud. otherwise, i would have simply skipped today's lecture and all the other lectures for the rest of the semester, and slept this and every single monday in...hell, what was i thinking??? i should have bloody skipped today's lecture and slept the monday in!!! ARGH...!!!!!
And "L" Is For...
oh well i think the sleep depravation is really starting to get to me...i started missing him and reminiscing about the past...or maybe it was just that i had dropped my fone on the bus and gotten it all scratched...*heart pain pain*...now i'm just waiting for the shipment of fone casings to come in soon...hopefully that won't burn another hole in my pocket...
speaking of which, today has got to be a real big fat loser day for me...while walking out of the nokia care shop after getting my fone fixed, i was so busy re-setting the settings that i did not notice the people standing in the distance ahead of me...nor the glass wall that separated us...wall, not door, not anywhere near the door...and the instant when i walked into the glass wall, i was still trying to force my way through and wondering why i couldn't...in the end, in a bid to salvage whatever shred of dignity i had left in that bloody crowded centre, i attempted to cover up my embarrassment with anger by mumbling an audible 'fuck' and trying to locate the equally-invisible exit without turning back...did i mention it was an opened door anyways?...
well things weren't much better back at home...halfway through a mammoth bun, my brother suddenly looked up and, pulling at the peeling white layer at the bottom of the bun, asked if it was part of the loaf, or paper...no prize for guessing who had the most fibre for dinner...
i am really proud of myself today. i got into bed at 4.30am, woke up at 6.30am, dragged my tired and sore ass out of bed and into the toilet, and went to school for an 8am lecture, albeit late, but that's not the point...the point is, that, against my own good sense, and the advice of at least 2 people, i braved 2hrs of sleep and attended the bloody 1st lecture of the day--and of the week--all for 1, and only 1 reason: the above-mentioned eye candy. i forced myself out of bed at the most unearthly hour just so i can be in the same lecture theatre with him for barely an hour...hey before u call me pathetic, at least i literally found a reason to go to bloody ulu pandan clementi for the very 1st lesson of the day--on a monday, for crying out loud. otherwise, i would have simply skipped today's lecture and all the other lectures for the rest of the semester, and slept this and every single monday in...hell, what was i thinking??? i should have bloody skipped today's lecture and slept the monday in!!! ARGH...!!!!!
And "L" Is For...
oh well i think the sleep depravation is really starting to get to me...i started missing him and reminiscing about the past...or maybe it was just that i had dropped my fone on the bus and gotten it all scratched...*heart pain pain*...now i'm just waiting for the shipment of fone casings to come in soon...hopefully that won't burn another hole in my pocket...
speaking of which, today has got to be a real big fat loser day for me...while walking out of the nokia care shop after getting my fone fixed, i was so busy re-setting the settings that i did not notice the people standing in the distance ahead of me...nor the glass wall that separated us...wall, not door, not anywhere near the door...and the instant when i walked into the glass wall, i was still trying to force my way through and wondering why i couldn't...in the end, in a bid to salvage whatever shred of dignity i had left in that bloody crowded centre, i attempted to cover up my embarrassment with anger by mumbling an audible 'fuck' and trying to locate the equally-invisible exit without turning back...did i mention it was an opened door anyways?...
well things weren't much better back at home...halfway through a mammoth bun, my brother suddenly looked up and, pulling at the peeling white layer at the bottom of the bun, asked if it was part of the loaf, or paper...no prize for guessing who had the most fibre for dinner...
posted by benita adrianne at 12:55 AM
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