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I feel airy because my head has nothing inside. Much like this rabbit, waiting for its head to dry...
Tuesday, April 27, 2010Y
Sleep

Oh the dreadful, absolutely atrocious flying blood-suckers! Why must they rob me of a peaceful night's sleep?! Because of them, I was kept awake in the wee hours of the night, listening to its annoying dance. And thus, I woke up late the next morning, disheveled and grumpy, with so many painfully itchy bite marks on my whole arm. Can't its kisses be sweeter? Now my arm resembles a mountainous region of angry red bumps amidst a hairy grass plain. Oh how the swells itch and sting! Tsk tsk, how could evolution miss such a creature?

ends at 1:55 AM

Tuesday, April 20, 2010Y
Requiem for a dream

Cramming for Western Art History while listening to my whole track-load of songs. Currently, I'm typing to Requiem for a Dream. Lovely catchy soundtrack that just lingers in my head like a stagnant cloud.

On my way to ADM from hall, I sat at the bus-stop waiting for the bus and boy, does it feel like a blithe saturday afternoon! The campus was so quiet and the air so still. I feel like running to the swimming pool and jump into it with a huge splash!

Exams does make you quite not yourself.

ends at 6:58 PM

Monday, April 19, 2010Y
4D soil project

Oh gosh why did I choose such a strange medium to work with for my 4D final assessment project? Now how am I supposed to lug 25Kg of soil to my 4D classroom from my hall? I've calculated that I need 5 trips to carry them over. Five trips?! Just to deliver packets to soil to class?! 4D class has now become the most taxing and exhausting class ever. I hope Michael approves my end result. It would be really tragic to get just a B for all my effort in hauling 25Kg of earth from hall to ADM. And besides, I've never been through army!

ends at 8:52 PM