Archive for March 22nd, 2004

Monday March 22, 2004

I’m still awake.

I might drop asleep in the afternoon. Hopefully not. My ‘artist’s block’ is over! *happy happy joy joy*  I finally thought of what to do for my brochure design and have been happily at it since then.

My father is away. Dammit. If you don’t know why i don’t like it when he isn’t here, read March 08.

 

Monday March 22, 2004

Random sentences for my bitching pleasure:

It’s humid. My hair is so jeng at this moment. i might dye it purple on wednesday.

My neck hurt when i turned to see who it was. It was my mother who woke up at 6 just now. I think Aishah is sleeping already. I desperately need a massage.

I’ve been downloading songs like crazy the whole night ranging from hard house to joss stone to songs from ’An American Tail’.  Did you know that ‘filigree’ means ‘delicate and intricate ornamental work’? I think ’southern sun’ is so so so absolutely amazing to listen to when i’m lying half awake in a cosy bed in an air-con room.

My sleeping timetable is SO fucked UP. i’m sure to be gone in the afternoon. i’m so awake now. amazingly… i’m not hungry.

hrmm. i might call Gen and Aaron to say ‘good morning’ before they prance off to work. *imagines them prancing with briefcases*….*giggle*

oh dammit it’s too late to wake Azwin up to ask him to to pray.

 

Monday March 22, 2004

i watched horror movies till 2 30 am on Sunday night with Ash, Aaron, Fai and Mooky. All of us were hoping that Monday would be a public holiday since BN won (naturally) pLUS Aaron gave us super false hope that it ‘definitely will be holiday!’. yea yea, he made it a ‘personal holiday’ for himself today whereas the rest of us suffered in college/work.

Cheater.

*rolls eyes* oh wait. Ash cheated too. *tsk*tsk*

i was super super falling asleep in afternoon class today. I was pale. Tired. Lethargic. My lecture was about ‘how to write a resume’. uh huh. I couldn’t take it so i took a nap, lying down on my arms. I woke up every 15 minutes to ask Jon Leo whether anything beneficial had been taught and he would reply ‘nope. go back to sleep.’ my arms hurt like fuck after that.

Whatever happened to my discipline of coming home early to do work… i came home at 3am today when i was supposed to come home at 1am at least… urk.  I have a 60%-of-total-grade presentation and a project assesment tomorrow. shite shite shite.

Dave - the chatterbox is up. are you blind.  everyone else says they can see it!