/ vendredi, février 11, 2005
i'm here, but i dun feel excited. oh well, this semester is like extremely tiring for me i dunno why. i haven been doing much reading but how come i feel so tired?
it's probably french. without french, i'd have been free for 6 hours more during my sch week. the only thing i do nowadays is my french homework n perhaps 1 or 2 readings during the weekend. thats so "below" what I'm supposed to do lar cos i still havent touched the general text reading for deviance. and we'r gg into week wat, 6 issit? this is bad. the only things i read for deviance are those stuff they put in the course pack. luckily the course pack readings are short and rather easy to read.
another cause for my tireness is probably 4-6 lectures. on 2 consecutive days, i haf 4-6pm lectures. and both are sociology lects...while the topics may be interesting, the fact that they are held from 4 to 6 just makes me sick. altho i rarely yawn in these lectures, only god knows how many times i yawn on the way home. usually i'd concuss on the MRT n thats so unglam. recently i sorta learn the art of sleeping on public transport already but woah in the past i really couldnt make it. in sec 1 or sec 2, i lost my wallet on the bus n i didnt realise it until i reach my void deck cos i was sleeping throughout the journey, and even after i got down the bus, i was only semi-conscious. on another occasion, i lost my then new adidas shoebag with my new pair of school shoes too, also because i slept on the way back. I take time to regain consciousness fully so once all these things are gone, i cant retrieve them, cos i'd have reached home or even when i realise it fast, i'd never haf taken note of what the license plate of the bus was. sigh...thank god i don't need to bring so many things to sch now. just my bag and occasionally a big file if i haf may sheets of paper to bring....last time got too many things to bring lar. on training days, i'd haf to bring racket and shoebag as well...i remember there was once i bought dinner for myself after training. that means i haf 3 things to carry with 2 hands...as usual, i slept on the bus, and the plastic bag containing my dinner[with soup summore] just slipped from my hand. so unglam lar...k i better get myself ready for tuition. argh i dun like this highly routinised life of mine...merde!
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