Stop

2am, and the rain is falling…

Ridiculously long time ago lyrics aside, I guess that’s exactly my mood right now. All the memorably large events left in the year would be the India trip, OP and chinese paper, in that order of excitement. Oh, and maybe O1 training, provided I even get in. From the looks of things, I’ll probably be seeing the exact same faces I saw during O2 this year. Guess everyone’s still having the same kinda enthuaism.

On another note, training finally restarted, but I’m a week late. Damn the speech therapy thingamajing. Still, it’s only been a week and it’s been pretty much barely handable so far. Doesn’t help that season was pushed forward to April next year. On one hand, the hockey boys won’t be joining us, and there’s a larger chance of us to play. On the other hand, it means there’s a larger chance of us to leave without any silverware. I guess these holidays are really make or break for us. Thus the lack of mood to even go on a holiday or something.

Now, why am I still frigging typing this when I have a chinese mock paper in exactly…6 hours. That’s exactly what I think about the subject. I don’t give two hoots. The only annoying thing about the lessons is that training starts at like 5, and lessons end at 10am. So I’ll be stoning for around 8 hours in school, on average. Retarded life, isn’t it? Barely a week and a half to go.

We can make it! D=

When life gives you bus stops, don’t take the bus.

Difference

Sooooooo, Vj’s open house is tomorrow, will probably find some way to weasel out of usher duty and find a spot to stone. Not in a jovial mood anyway.

It’s been a week since promos ended, so I guess most of the celebration feeling is gone already. Went out with a buncha guys(weeee, gay) for like a four hour lan marathon right after the bio paper on Friday. Felt great to just sit down and game for that period of time, something I have yet to do since like, Sec 3. I remember that there was a reason why I quit the habit back then, but still, being a stereotypical geeky nerdraging gamer once in a while never hurts.

Then, project work. Sengkang Pri on Thursday. I think the name itself already incites enough fear in most of us. My group was offered a pilot for our project in an offer which we literally could not refuse. Still, we met up after the fishcaking chinese paper(of which I prepared like 2 minutes by finding my dictionary) and got most of the work done. The problem is, it involved alot of talking, over a thousand primary school kids, and even more talking. I guess I completely failed at that, but thanks for my group for covering up for me then. In the end, we probably got more than what we initially wanted at first. It was ridiculously more tiring then I thought, and there were so many last minute rushes on the day itself. Add that to me having -1- hour of sleep due to gastric pains the night before, and you have a killer day. Even now, I think I’m still trying to recover my sleeping debt.

Alright, bed beckons. The last thing I need is to oversleep again.

So tell me, what is the prime difference between thirteen and forty-six? Hope.