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Tuesday, August 13, 2002

i've spent the long weekend, trying to get better and brace up for the hectic week ahead when the weekend's over... unfortunately, i kinda realise that one can never get enough rest!! arrgh.. i went for my syntax class today and felt a little demoralised because i was so blur during class. and got scolded by teacher for coming in late.. well .. i could not stand there and argue with her that my watch runs according to the clocks in the mrt, and furthermore, the clock on the wall's five minutes fast....

just not a terribly great day. my parents have finally packed up and left for europe. and i'm stuck in dreary singapore with books, tests, quizzes, neurotic teachers and deadlines up my ass. dear God, how am i going to find my peace of mind today? i'm so out of breath, figuratively and literally because i've got this dry cough that makes me feel out of breath.

tomorrow is going to be a long day.. without my parents.. without them watching out for me, or cooking meals... or even giving you the occasional squirmy hug... yuppers. you guess i'm a spoilt brat. but i'll only say all these things.. what i will really do in the end, is just do everything by myself.

already... i overfed the fish coz i thought the lil ones couldn't eat at all as the big fishies grabbed all the food away from them. what made me thought that the 2nd time i poured the food in, everybody would be treated equally?

ok.. talking alittle rot coz i'm so sleepy. *yawns*.

posted by happyhannon at 12:52 AM