spinach is good for you
if i were a lil more tech-savvy i'd have put up a song file and you can view my lovely playground with frank sinatra's Come Fly With Me playin in the background. (no. not some michael buble cover. ugh)
ah well. some things are not meant to be.
**
le pathetique. am stuck in a state of inertia and abhor the very thought of havin to clear reading the sets of lecture notes sitting pretty and organized in my newly labelled files. i'm just satisfied to admire at them really. they look very nice indeed. but the Tragedy (a must in all self-lamenting blog dramas) is that i'm also afflicted with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome which leaves me exceedingly drowsy all the time.
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i slept thru my busride, forgot to get off and ended up at the interchange.
i tried to pry my drooping eyelids open with toothpicks during service.
i knelt down during worship cos i was drifting off into slumber while standing. i met God in my dreams.
i snoozed during prayer.
i sprawled on my couch like a giant cheshire cat unable to move a muscle save for my trusty index finger as i traverse the remote control buttons.
i dozed off at sporadic times during lectures unknowingly. and drool a lil.
i stood motionless at a busy traffic junction in orchard road, refusing to budge, and hoped to catch forty winks on the nearby bench.
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wat a tiring weekend. wat a blur the world has been.
they shld really set up rest stations. i'd gladly pay 10 bucks just to sleep for an hour or so just to catch up on my beauty sleep. or maybe i just need to smoke some weed to keep myself alive and kickin.
in any case i'd really like to actually stay awake for once and start on revision for the impending CAs of Doom in approximately 3 weeks time. no movies. no tv. no shopping. just me, the table,notes and m&ms. and my beloved tweezers by my pencil case cos tweezing has a therapeutic effect on me. i reckon it's the stinging pain. it diverts attention from the real throbbing pain in my temples.
gahh. why am i onli sober in the wee hours of the night. HELLO. SOMEBODY CLOBBER ME TO UNCONSCIOUSNESS PLEASE.
tsk.
**
a few days ago i discovered that i actually have Cartoon Network on my list of cable tv channels.
that was probably the happiest thing that has happened to me this month. i can almost feel how the eureka guy felt when he made the discovery of his life. whoever he was.
popeye the sailor man is the funniest creature ever. -guffaw-
ah well. some things are not meant to be.
**
le pathetique. am stuck in a state of inertia and abhor the very thought of havin to clear reading the sets of lecture notes sitting pretty and organized in my newly labelled files. i'm just satisfied to admire at them really. they look very nice indeed. but the Tragedy (a must in all self-lamenting blog dramas) is that i'm also afflicted with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome which leaves me exceedingly drowsy all the time.
-
i slept thru my busride, forgot to get off and ended up at the interchange.
i tried to pry my drooping eyelids open with toothpicks during service.
i knelt down during worship cos i was drifting off into slumber while standing. i met God in my dreams.
i snoozed during prayer.
i sprawled on my couch like a giant cheshire cat unable to move a muscle save for my trusty index finger as i traverse the remote control buttons.
i dozed off at sporadic times during lectures unknowingly. and drool a lil.
i stood motionless at a busy traffic junction in orchard road, refusing to budge, and hoped to catch forty winks on the nearby bench.
-
wat a tiring weekend. wat a blur the world has been.
they shld really set up rest stations. i'd gladly pay 10 bucks just to sleep for an hour or so just to catch up on my beauty sleep. or maybe i just need to smoke some weed to keep myself alive and kickin.
in any case i'd really like to actually stay awake for once and start on revision for the impending CAs of Doom in approximately 3 weeks time. no movies. no tv. no shopping. just me, the table,notes and m&ms. and my beloved tweezers by my pencil case cos tweezing has a therapeutic effect on me. i reckon it's the stinging pain. it diverts attention from the real throbbing pain in my temples.
gahh. why am i onli sober in the wee hours of the night. HELLO. SOMEBODY CLOBBER ME TO UNCONSCIOUSNESS PLEASE.
tsk.
**
a few days ago i discovered that i actually have Cartoon Network on my list of cable tv channels.
that was probably the happiest thing that has happened to me this month. i can almost feel how the eureka guy felt when he made the discovery of his life. whoever he was.
popeye the sailor man is the funniest creature ever. -guffaw-
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