She Says.

Stayed up and studied into the night, for the very first time. It’s been 6 weeks into school though. Talk about being on the ball with school work. 1 more week to recess week and I am staring at weeks of readings and assignmentsss. Yeah i’m complaining again.

It’s 4am plus plus plus. The weather is uber gross and i’m perspiring just by typing off the keyboard. 

The chance of waking up on time for morning class tomorrow seems bleaker by the minute. Roars.

There is always an end to everything and i think it is time to bid goodbye to the life of JCRC in the hall of mine and embark on something else. Our last meeting lasted for 9hours and yet, i did not complain for any minute. Back then, an hour of meeting seemed like forever and i never once not complained. Looking back and pardon me with my cliches, i never regretted joining this group of people whom i now call Friends. 

Okay apart from all the cliches and nostalgia, maybe it is time to get myself some sleep.

Hope tomorrow will be a better day. 

May my level of hope be raised cos it’s been a while since jadedness creep in like this.

Why am i so busy ?

Can’t wait for this week to be OVER.

The last time i woke up at 630AM was probably 1997 and it was the most painful thing to do this morning. Anything for True Diligence. HAH. 

COM208 module, i would say, is the Mother of bitch for this semester. Studying for it was like understanding Physics when i was Sec 4 and after this morning’s True Diligence, i seriously thought i saw Hope. But CRAP IT, the paper was a little more than a  letdown. RAHH. Never mind that, i then dragged the tired soul back and continued True Diligence on all things Caffeine for the 2nd paper of the day. Media in America, ole. 

MAJOR LETDOWN #2. It was zomg BAD. Like bad jokes like of Bad. Like channel 5 sitcoms kind of Bad. Omgggg. And i think i can go on with this.. 

And I could be at Rachael Yamagata’s concert like now.

Boohoo : (

Day 1:

9am – COM208 Fundamentals of Research
5pm – CS803 Media In America

I need to say a prayer.

It’s 2 hours into the early Monday morning. Sipping Peppermint chai and popping Mamee into my sinful mouth.

All these could be accompanied with the Bed and watching my favourite Tv shows on my laptop. But no, i just went through hell and Thank Goodness, i am finally done with my TERM PAPER. Hallelujah to that. 

Roars. The weekends came and go just like that and the dread of heading back to school and face the craziness of school is upsetting. Already, i cannot cope with cramming the whole load of the semester into just 2 weeks of revision. YET, i have to share the time with projects, assignments and quizzes. Alright, stress level is hitting midway. I should stop now. 

Final weeks to the end of the academic year and it is no fun at all. Boo.

Slummed. 

Video editing is no joke. Today was spent camping in the lab with the Love It girls, pouring our eyes and souls over the PC screen from 11am to 9pm. It was a long and painful process and by the end of it, eyes were red and hearts were weary. The ONE minute video was not complete and just the audio alone killed us all. And if Jai Ho or O Saya of the Slumdog OST were not in Tamil, i think we can pretty much sing it now cos we replayed like Zomg times. I’m scarred forever. 

Roars. I just can’t wait to be home tomorrow after another night of editing. And oh, this weekend is going to Hell with all the assignments and projects due next week. I almost forgot i have to study for exams.

This is great, the rings under my eyes are expanding. Garnier Brightening Eye Roll is not working.

Today, life sucks.

Allow me some Fmylife time and I’m going to be dramatic about it. I just want to, or else i’m afraid that i may just cry in my dreams tonight. 

Imagine the excitement of watching what you have shot over a Friday night, where you also have stolen away & sacrificed the precious TGIF of many other people just for the shoot. But then. imagine the Horror when you hit Play and there was Nothing of what you shot on the screen.

Then, you realised that you have recorded everything over and ERASED 98 percent of some of the greatest song and dance.

And then you only have dinner at 10pm and it was MacDonalds. Not fattening at all. Not Gross at all. No at all.

Today, FML.

It’s Monday night and i am safe at home. Niceee.

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Today, for the umpteen time, I think my laziness has reached the point of hilarity. And it is not funny.

After a burnt-out weekend (Hall Alumni Day and Surf & Sweat @ Sentosa), my body finally called for a rest after dinner yesterday and i slept Immediately after dinner till noon this afternoon. And then this was another thing i want to talk about.  I was awoken up by Tracy’s sms and i remembered my hair stood up when i read that there was a fatal stabbing case in NTU.

My school. The very first thought that came into my mind was – ‘Oh my gawd. Is it one of my friends?’ What a stupid thought now thinking back.

Firstly, NTU is a school of thousands. I don’t think i have that many friends. And secondly, i do not have many friends in NTU. The chances of it involving One Of My Friends is like how low.

So anyway, past American HIgh-School drama-like incident in NTU, i took my full and big belly and headed of to bed in the afternoon, and woke up, and laughed at my laziness. I felt Gross.

Perhaps it was a natural response from my body. It saw the perfect combination of Rain and Home, and it sensed that it needed to Nua. Hmm.

So yet another night spent on my own sweet bed. (I was too lazy to go back to Hall) My futile attempt at studying for COM202 quiz was a huge failure. I was doing anything (facebook, eating, day-dreaming..) but concentrating on my notes. 

20% – That’s the worth for the quiz on Wednesday.

I am dead meat.

Time is always not on my side. Why. The buzz of past few days came and go and poof – It’s 3rd week of January. It is 3rd week into school and for the first time, i found myself gathering all the Will in me yesterday to pull out the stack of accumulative readings in That Corner of my desk. For some reason, i swear the aura in my humble room is seductively sleepy. You can never escape from the hands of the Nua monster that is lurking in the room. As a result, my readings are left in That corner and no work is done. To add on, assignments are piling in as well, and it is not nice. 

For yet some other reason, i found myself going through bouts of homesickness today. Maybe it’s the festive that is approaching or maybe i am just plain tired of school. And there i go again, rambling about school. What’s new.

Its the start of 2009. C’mon, i need something better this new year.