Wednesday, April 04, 2007



Gave up trying to think of a quote. Two days in the "infirmary" aka home kinda kills your braincells.

As does an abundance of sleeping, snuggled up in my warm cosy bed while my peers went to school. Those that didn't pon of course.

Amazingly, I am still tired. As in, physically tired, and fairly drained mentally. But I can't sleep anymore, I really can't. Lay in bed for like half an hour ( damn long by my standards ) trying to sleep last night, but the sheer emo-ness of yesterday was simply overwhelming, and the wave of emotions that accompained the emowave would have made me an "emo"ticon boyboy.

Just to note, I -was- planning to go school, because no matter what, I still have commitments there.

And then I really did fall sick. Think fever, flu and exhaustion. And mild insomnia.

Exhaustion and insomnia seem to be best of friends lately.

"Sleep is a luxury" - Ho Ren An

Right.

Yesterday was a pretty emotional day.

Breakfasting with Wei Liang, Jun Yang, Ser Yang, Amos and Jun Jie, for what might be our last breakfast together as a CO, was hilarious. Jun Yang and Jun Jie started a minor food fight, with Jing Qun and I being the innocent victims of the cross-fire. Yang En and Vincent came after their undoubtably brimming-with-intelligence 3A Class Photo-Taking. A promotion come true for the typical kiasu Singaporean. Buy 1 ( Yang En ) get 3 free ( Vincent ).

Ser Yang disagreed.
I corrected myself, Vincent is definitely >3. Then went on to state that Jun Jie would call Vincent "mini-me"
Mother then pointed out that it would be "mini-mini-mini-mini-mini-mini-mini-mini-mini-mini me"
Laughter ensued among the 5 of us, an annoyed look from Jun Jie, confused looks from Yang En, Vincent, Chen Ee, Wee Bian and Jun Wei, and a contorted expression from Wei Liang who was choking on his coffee.

And Mother's super-glam-flick-wrist-kawaii was simply the breastest.

Yang En, Wei Liang and I koped plenty of sugarsugarsugar packets. As if my 2 packets in my coffee wasn't enough. Ate two packets of sugar on the way to the terminal, then decided to save the last one for school, partly because I was getting very hyper, also partly because Yang En, Wee Bian and Jing Qun looked horrified at my nonchalant eating of da shooger.

Hmm, wait, better check the PSB website first.

...Ahhh, listening to Truly Madly Deeply by Savage Garden, as well as the slightly-inferior version by Cascada. Too emo to blog now, just wanna listen to the song, and let the musical notes form wings to lift me up and fly away with me into the night.