Thursday, October 26, 2006

once a retard forever a retard

Hazy days and heavy clouds,
long days of drizzles and dizziness..

This is the state of the weather and also the state of my mind when i scrape by with just the minimal of 6 hours of snooze. This is not a post of the amount i spend in a day on sleeping alone but it is about the tragic consequence and the narrative of an unfolding of such.

I slept at 5 a.m. yesterday. I live in a world of my own where i do not abide to the usual natural rule of day and night. After a dazy awakening 6 hours later, I ran off to submit my group homework due at 12 p.m. Were I to fail to submit it on time, I will be subjected to a descend worse than the usual line of "falling from grace". It is more but i'm too stupid to structure an artful but deeper way of putting it.

Well it just took me, from the door of my room, a mere 5 minutes to reach the 6th floor of the building by foot. I managed to submit it, punctually. One point and a golden apple goes to Berenice!

All relaxed, I strolled back to have my showering ritual. Then off I went to have my class. Hey wait a minute. There's no one in class! So i came back and check, bullocks!, it was cancelled. And i actually read that announcement some time ago. Fantastic.

Have to let off some steam then since I was quite frustrated at my superior management skills. So I had no choice but to pillage the Milo truck, emptying it of its entire contents.

Belly full of Milo, I went to settle some administration stuff. The thought of sitting in an air conditioned room for at least 20 minutes made me feel better. Hopped on a bus, and whee!! i'm there before i knew it. So off i go charging down the bus, into the building, and into the lift. Happily, I pressed "1" for Level 1. A woman came in. She pressed "4". There was no light on my number 1. Shit, the lift was so damn dysfunctional. We went up to 4th level, the lady left, and I pressed 1 again. This time the button lit up! Yay! So it was not entirely spoilt. Upon reaching Level 1, I walked out the lift only to realise that there was no need to take the lift after all because Level 1 is ground floor!!

I could have shot myself then. Only I have no guns nor ammunition. And the thought of me dragging my entrails from Engineering Drive back to hall was just too gruesome.

Sigh..what a day.

Posted by Berenice at 4:31 PM

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