This does not detract from the reality of life...but at least I can rant here =P
If only I had 30 hours a day!! Then I could sleep for another 6 hours. But unfortunately the period of the earth is one day. Unless I'm going to prove E=mc^2 is wrong I might as well live with it.
But hey. You lose some and then you win some.
How's it feel to have a permanent fan of all that you write? Feels great right? Whooo hooO! I must strive hard not to disappoint my fan! (Although most of what I write is just crap and rubbish)
I had a kind of interesting day myself. Woke up in the morning with a stuffed nose and slightly throbbing head AND that darned irritated throat. Well what to do except soldier on? So after a gargle and a couple of paracetamol off to school I go.
Physics was alright. Maths was horrible. As usual. I was nudging the guy beside me going "huh?" all throughout the lecture. WTH. I have to get over this soon. Yes I must. I MUST I MUST!!
That didn't help. Boo hoo...
And April PS me!!!! Wha liew... As if that weren't enough my monkey PS me too!!!!!!!! I knew that I should never have woken up today. (Yeah I know its for a good reason, but still!) At least I still had company of Muslim and gang. And I made 2 new friends. Forgot their names already tho. Must ask next week or else very paiseh. Went home a sad undergrad. SAD.
Still, my day is not over and I am not about to spend the next half of it moping around. Talked to a lot of people. YH, YW, XY, Ken, among others. About physics and bridge. Am this close to being a part-time bridge-cum-physics tutor. Haha. I think I might enjoy it even.
And then at 8pm... I realised that I recovered! Whoo hooo! Must be the get-well cards =) Thanks monkieeeee!
Oh! And then shirlee came and ranted and ranted. So I let her do all that smashing, boxing and smacking until she was finally calm enough to laugh. Haha.
And as for our dear monkey... Hai. Haha. What can I say. Hm. 3Cs. Caring, Concerned, Congenial. Whoa. Amazing person. Where else in the world to find, I ask you?
And finally some time to do some constructive reflection. Conclusion: My life still sucks, but the sucky factor is reducing. I might even say fluctuating.
Love is just a word till someone you meet gives it a meaning.