Fatigued soul

Isn't is amazing how a little (hah, little, my ass...though my ass could hardly called that. hee hee.) cold can affect one so much.

I have loads of papers due. I have a perennial (bugger, how do you spell that?) cold/sinus/running nose. Sickeningly (double hee-s all round), I have learnt more reading and bumming around last year than I have studying in NUS. [Ok, I know, different amount of time, but for the same number of months, the comparison holds.]

It's back to an old favourite:
"I don't want to die, but I'm not too keen on living either."


My life in numbers...

Number of times sick since I have returned to school: 4 and counting

Number of times thought of quitting: uncountable (ballpark of once a day)

Number of 'final' decisions to quit: see "thought of quitting"

Number of final decisions: 1

Number of husbands returning: One (the only one I have innit!)

Number of cars gained: 1

Number of houses gained: pending...
[an aside to Ain: Bukit Panjang here I come!!! (If all goes well, that is)]

The drizzle after the drought

I wonder if anyone is still reading my blog. Inactivity these past few months had been caused by major (forced) activity in RL. It has been ages since I talked to any of my friends or even read their blogs. Sigh. Honours year is so exhausting. I have tons of papers to write - and all due in the same week. This had never happened before. And even more strange, I haven't done any! Gak. And super duper weirdness - am writing this in class! Ha ha. So much for super-rajin me. :S Student presentation - yawn. Nothing personal - betcha none of my classmates heard mine. Hee. Not that I minded. Hell, even the lecturer is surfing the net - perils of having a class in the lab. Fasting now - v hungry and that makes the aircon very cold. Moan. [Did I complain this much previously? Seems like complaining much more nowadays - stress banget.]

V stream of conciousness (in as much as I am actually concious nowadays. HAAAAA.). Sorry.