I'll get used to it by now. After what, 12 years of that and more?
I learned that one can never get used to waking up to an alarm. Like noooo. But alas, no more alarm clock ringing, mentally forcing myself awake, dragging myself physically from the warm place that had cocooned me in the cold night.
I thought I'll be glad that exams were till an end (for this week). But nooo. Instead, I was glad that I didn't have to wake up early again. No more waking up at 0755, snoozing for another 5 mins, sleeping at 0100 or 0200, trying to resist temptations in the midst.
This week has never felt more intensive. In hindsight, if I were to isolate the distractions, I would have gained at least one full day of work. Us and our flaws.
Temptations never felt more irresistable when you are supposed to resist them. In that I freely admit, I am weak.
Toodles.
Currently in a nobody-can-stop-me-muahahahha kinda mood. Song that totally describes mood: Trina ft Keri Hilson and P Diddy - Million Dollar Baby
Can't believe I cried - moved to tears. All that talk about Love, true love, pure and simple love. And Dorota being family, practically raising Blair. Sighs
"I don't need you to be happy couple, Miss Blair. I want you to be happy." - Dorota
"I want what Dorota and Vanya have, Chuck." - Blair
So not concentrating/focusing obviously. I'm at lect 5 but ask me anything abt the previous 4 I bet I can tell you a single nothing. Maybe it's the fact that's it's open-book; hence drummed in into my brain from the start. Anyway I'm keeping my fingers crossed for that.
Shouldn't care what others think (so much). Mmm good resolution for new year.
And surprisingly everyone blogs about school for those who are in school, that is. So...
I'm aware that I have plenty of distractions, and an inversely proportion of time relative to the rate I'm getting distracted. For illustration sake, it's probably opening a new window after reading 5 slides or worse. But I'm not doing anything to eradicate the distractions. Bad bad wantington-ny. Having a wake up note on the background so does not help one bit.
I need to see how others are mugging to hammer in the fact that time really is running out. But can't do any of that spying when I'm in the room can I? Sighs. I hate this place where I'm currently stuck at now. Doubts distractions doom?!
It's amazing how many tonnes of perspiration one can produce under stress, deadline and plain scorching heat to the extent it's ridiculous.
At least we made record time in getting our asses from the end corner of Canteen A to SPMS. To say we made it would be an understatement. More like made it with no time to spare, the ultimate cutthroat fashion.
IT'S OVER! I do sincerely hope Sarah, Kat, and Yaya are right. Given the time and effort (and literally sweat), not to mention sacrificed sleep to get where we were, I would say definitely an A for teamwork. Meanwhile, I'll miss working with those girls. Every project ought to be like that.
Please please make it worth skipping the last lecture! This is the reason why I dun skip lectures. I hate missing out what other people might know that I do not. I might complain, grumble and whine about time being wasted after lecture but I absolutely hate, abhor and detest missing out on things.
All it took was a 2 mark quiz which took up all but a meagre of 2% to get it back!
In a WOW-y mood now.
Hehe
Song of the day: Kevin Rudolf - I Made It
Earlier on the day:
My roomie happily locked me out of the room when I went to wash up. Geez. I knocked on my neighbour's door, and they either couldn't hear me or they weren't in. Then I panicked. I was like shitshitshit. After like one minute of full-blown panic, I calm myself down and rushed down to the Hall Office and asked for a spare key. So embarrassing, goodness. I was in my sleeping attire, and has the clearly just awoken look and my tee a bit wet from washing up.
Analogies and Metaphors Found in High School Essays
Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.
The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.
- Jennifer Hart, Arlington
She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.
He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.
-Susan Reese, Arlington
He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck either, but a real duck that was actually lame. Maybe from stepping on a land mine or something. -John Kammer, Herndon
I like these because they are actually real, real stuffs that everyone can relate too. Although their desriptions seem to gross the reader out more than making the characters come alive. Lol
Because it sounds like a Stress monster. Which is what I'm feeling RIGHT NOW.
It looks way better than it sounds.
To prove my point;
It took me seven songs to concentrate on what I ought to be doing.
Song of the day: drake, lil wayne, kayne west, eminem - forever
Video(s) of the day:
I like how their uniform sticks to their skin. Kinda like their second skin. It really brings the message that they have nothing to hide across. Hahahaha last bit where the two elderly women were ogling the air stewards' butts were plain LOL.
I saw this and i knew i had to embed this. So coooool. Brings new light to domino effect. And physics have never been this fun.
Because it sounds somewhat related to something from a Godzilla movie, and Godzilla is a gigantic lizard dragon thingy, and all because MSN has this amazing headline that reads: komodo dragon giving birth asexually.
In a nutshell, this komodo dragon Flora has never met a male KD, but has just given birth to 8 eggs. A virgin birth. Like who-i-will-not-mention in case accused of blasphemy. And komodo dragons are the oldest species or something along that line. In the video was this caption that read, "... now we know the secret of their survival." LOL
Which led me to think/visualise/perceive in my head what the world would look like if women were able to do that. Like what would be the uses of man, if not to provide the sperm to the egg, to complete the other half, to aid in the process of procreation which would then lead to the continuation of Mankind on Earth. Hahahah interesting food for thought. And no, I'm not a feminist.
Woke up for a swim as planned. What didn't go as planned was how; I missed my bolster at night, how both my arms were so very tiring after a mere few laps but I did manage a meagre 25. Got a light tan.
