Today, I woke up, and it was Tuesday. FML

School's a bitch.

I've been so tired lately, I'm just going through the motions, not really absorbing anything at all. And to think that though I'm in year 3 already, I haven't listened to a single MASINA lecture (in which, I am blogging now). Our final proposal hasn't even been touched at all.

Sorry, 'cher.

P(b)ITCH'09 is almost over, thank heavens.

Preliminary round tomorrow, then the final competition after. But after that, it'll be the whole mountain of paperwork to slog through.

I need a break.

I think we all need a break.

To just laze around in bed on a rainy morning (without thunder, of course). I seriously need to sleep a day away to get myself fully charged again.

I'm feeling this ache in my mouth. Not in a tooth, not really, no, it feels embedded in my jaw.

Everyone around me has been falling sick recently. Maybe they've taken the worst hit of it, because I only have some phlegm, compared to their incessant coughing, on-off fevers and sore throats.

I can't wait for school to be over. Then I can get my measly two or three weeks of rest before attachment starts.

I need to get good and properly wasted.