SWOTVAC

Exams in a week.

Dying.

Ohmm…

Nothing much has been happening. And I’ve been feeling pretty restless these few days for some odd reason I don’t know. And I haven’t been having the motivation to study. All I want to do is just laze about my room right now. Or somewhere, basically, I just want to not do anything. Last night I was just telling AA and TD that ‘It’s only 11pm now?!?!’, time was crawling and I was feeling pretty lethargic (I think that’s the word), to which TD replied ‘That’s bedtime for most people.’. Unfortunately, I don’t think I’m part of ‘most people’ because my bedtime is usually at around 1am-2am, that was why I was being all difficult and whiny. I wanted to go melt into my bed but it was too early be already be in bed. If you know what I mean, I don’t even know if I’m making any sense here. All I want to do now is nua somewhere. But yet, I don’t want to. Gah. But yet, I want to, but I feel like I should be doing something while I’m nua-ing away. You know? Okay, maybe you don’t, because I don’t think I’m making any sense right now. My brain isn’t churning out things that make sense at the moment. Pfftt…

Sweet as…

Hills and I found out yesterday that AM was so worried about us being pushed around by MCS that he emailed Janet (she’s the Associate Dean of where I stay) about it. And because he can’t talk (the poor guy is down with glandular fever) he got his dad to call her too. Like awwww… that was so sweet of him. See, why can’t all housemates be that sweet. Tsk.

Anyway, I stayed up studying last night and went to bed really exhausted and it was about 2am. All these time MCS was watching the TV out in the common area. At 2am, just when I decided to head to bed, he decides to return to his room and started to turn up his music. Tired as I am and having to sit for an exam the next day, all I wanted was a good night’s rest. So, I got up, knocked on his door with the intention of asking him to turn his music down.

So I knocked.

No answer.

Knocked again.

Still no answer, and by this time Hills was out from her room too, obviously bothered by the music.

Knock again.

No answer but music was turned down.

So the both of us headed back into our rooms. But low-and-behold. MCS started walking in and out of his room, slamming his room door. This time, it sounded like he literally stood there, and pushed the door close as hard as he can. Seriously, I’m pretty sure our neighbours upstairs could hear him. And he did it multiple times. Like WHATksjdaksjdierjwlksan?!?! I could have made a noise complain about his loud music but I was trying to be nice by telling him to turn it down instead. ARGH. After slamming the door, he decides to sit in his room coughing (artificially) as loud as he can. What the hell is wrong with this guy?! He started walking in and out of the room into the common area, I was mentally preparing myself to wake up to see my stuff out there smashed or destroyed in someway.

And why would a thought like that pop up in my head? Because the day before he watered Hills’ fern with salt water because she snapped back at him. The poor fern is dying. And she had to go get it re-potted again. LIKE SERIOUSLY, how mature is that? Everyone knows how much she likes her ferns. Tsk.

Anyway, I’m going to speak to Janet about this, and everything else that happened before this, tomorrow afternoon . Last night was… argh.

And then frustration creeps up

This is going to be a ranting post. And this is because it’s been going on for so long and it’s really starting to drive me up the wall. Like, seriously. I’m going to snap soon.

Exams, exams, exams

It’s grey

Sun?

The sun has gone back behind the clouds yet again. Winter is almost here and by six, it’s pitch dark. The darkness and gloomy skies is making me feel all restless and lethargic. In fact, I was about to go out to the Housing Office to pay my rent today but then realised that it was raining and thus decided to settle it another day. Probably tomorrow because it’s already due to be paid. Can’t procrastinate much longer.

I’m so sleepy right now. Probably because I just had lunch. Hmm…

Oh, and I’ve overspent. Really, really overspent that I don’t think I’ll have enough money to last me the rest of the year. Sigh.

Just one of the things

Frolick frozen yogurt craving.

yums

Photo credit: Flickr

Wish I could have some now.

Oh.

Did I mention that I now have AUD$17 in my bank account?

Donate to the Please Feed (poor) Elaine fund now!

You just can’t bear to see her starve right?

Right?

RIGHT??

RIGHT??!

I like the night. Without the dark, we’d never see the stars.

I suddenly find myself torn between two phones. The Nokia E71 and the Sony Ericsson G900. I can’t decide which to get before I leave and the price difference of $100 isn’t exactly small to me. But then again, I don’t really need such a high-tech phone because I don’t think I’ll really use a lot of it’s business-y features. How?

Exactly 1 more week…

which is 7 days till I bid Singapore good bye.