Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Mary says: Frankly, it was a piece of lamb chop. And it was made in India.
Hello readers, phantom readers, imaginary readers, and er.. readers. This is Boring speaking. This is also Supertired speaking. And this is so lame.
I have the usual complaints of so much to do and so little time. I haven't had a headstart in revising for the exams because the ICA group presentations are taking most of my time, as well as revising for the clinical lab theory and practical tests. I'm done dead for the former, and i've got a happy pass for the latter. I had to perform CVP monitoring and i've got the bimbo lecturer assessing me and she passed me so yay to bimbos! It'll be your turn tomorrow, Moonie, and go turn the table back on Lionel!
More late nights to come, can you hear me whoop for joy oh joy? Eyebags rock, and so does sleeping in lectures. And on the trains. And along the walkway, the corridors, the interchange, the tutorial rooms. In public. Basically everywhere, except for home itself. I don't normally take naps at home, i never know how. There's always something to be done, some errand to run, some fight to break up between the two kids, some leftover household chores to complete, and by then.. it'll already be in the evening. Preparing for the breaking of fast will ensue, and ramify into subsequential tasks, mundane mundane things like clearing the table, washing the dishes, clearing the garbage, keeping the leftover food in the fridge. Then rush for prayers before the next prayer time. Oversee the younger kids' school work -- one's preparing for her PSLE, the other preparing not to stay back in Primary 2 -- while organizing my own school assignments by writing down an explicit list of To-Do's, or rather, Must-Do's. Then only later at night am i able to log in into the network to start reading up on my ICA assignment, conferencing with group members at the same time. At this rate, the earliest time i can hit the sack is about one in the morning. Most of the time it's much later, out of habit. Told you, my internal body clock is screwed.
On top of all that, i have my side projects too. No it's not the open leg business hor, Cheryl can wait a long longgg time for her Loewe and Bang & Olufsen. Okay i'm attempting a feeble laugh now.
Now i'm going to take a shower and hopefully i don't fall asleep in the bathroom but i always do so what else is new eh. Then i'll attempt to get a kitty nap. Then wakeup... but somehow, it all doesn't sound feasible, given my circumstances and my desssperate need to work on the ICA presentation. Deadline: this thursday! Oh scram.
I've got to climb three steps at one go, especially to catch up with the others in debate trainings. I've got topics to read, i've got concepts to grasp, i've got to learn to develop my speeches well, i've got to have a holistic comprehension of the whole deal. I've got to be good enough so i can leave the session early without feeling guilty and without missing much. Gimme Mary and her deliciousss lamb please!
My world's a rush hour. I've even forgotten how it is to be awake. Bloodyfully awake.
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fara // 17:17
Mary says: Frankly, it was a piece of lamb chop. And it was made in India.
Hello readers, phantom readers, imaginary readers, and er.. readers. This is Boring speaking. This is also Supertired speaking. And this is so lame.
I have the usual complaints of so much to do and so little time. I haven't had a headstart in revising for the exams because the ICA group presentations are taking most of my time, as well as revising for the clinical lab theory and practical tests. I'm done dead for the former, and i've got a happy pass for the latter. I had to perform CVP monitoring and i've got the bimbo lecturer assessing me and she passed me so yay to bimbos! It'll be your turn tomorrow, Moonie, and go turn the table back on Lionel!
More late nights to come, can you hear me whoop for joy oh joy? Eyebags rock, and so does sleeping in lectures. And on the trains. And along the walkway, the corridors, the interchange, the tutorial rooms. In public. Basically everywhere, except for home itself. I don't normally take naps at home, i never know how. There's always something to be done, some errand to run, some fight to break up between the two kids, some leftover household chores to complete, and by then.. it'll already be in the evening. Preparing for the breaking of fast will ensue, and ramify into subsequential tasks, mundane mundane things like clearing the table, washing the dishes, clearing the garbage, keeping the leftover food in the fridge. Then rush for prayers before the next prayer time. Oversee the younger kids' school work -- one's preparing for her PSLE, the other preparing not to stay back in Primary 2 -- while organizing my own school assignments by writing down an explicit list of To-Do's, or rather, Must-Do's. Then only later at night am i able to log in into the network to start reading up on my ICA assignment, conferencing with group members at the same time. At this rate, the earliest time i can hit the sack is about one in the morning. Most of the time it's much later, out of habit. Told you, my internal body clock is screwed.
On top of all that, i have my side projects too. No it's not the open leg business hor, Cheryl can wait a long longgg time for her Loewe and Bang & Olufsen. Okay i'm attempting a feeble laugh now.
Now i'm going to take a shower and hopefully i don't fall asleep in the bathroom but i always do so what else is new eh. Then i'll attempt to get a kitty nap. Then wakeup... but somehow, it all doesn't sound feasible, given my circumstances and my desssperate need to work on the ICA presentation. Deadline: this thursday! Oh scram.
I've got to climb three steps at one go, especially to catch up with the others in debate trainings. I've got topics to read, i've got concepts to grasp, i've got to learn to develop my speeches well, i've got to have a holistic comprehension of the whole deal. I've got to be good enough so i can leave the session early without feeling guilty and without missing much. Gimme Mary and her deliciousss lamb please!
My world's a rush hour. I've even forgotten how it is to be awake. Bloodyfully awake.
fara // 17:17
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