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    Monday, March 28, 2005

    Mad Rush Sunday

    Sunday nights are always a hectic and crazy mad rush for me. And it's always my fault for having been so slack all weekend and only realising that I have mounts to do come Sunday evening. So at the end of each Sunday night, I lay on my bed, exhausted, praying that the panda eyes won't come out to play tomorrow morning, and swear I will do my tasks consistently from Friday to Sunday, to save myself some flurry. But every Friday, without fail, I forget my solemn promise.

    So it is with this weekend. The frantic typing away on my dad's laptop to tie up the loose ends for the 3 reports due tomorrow, cursing at my ownself under my breath for sleeping so much (my sis must have been convinced I didn't get to sleep AT ALL while in hall) and the desperate realisation that Mummy can't send me back to hall tonight because her van broke down. Ok. Still cool. Could hitch a ride to school the next morning from dear Evon. Meanwhile, still have time to rush through the reports.

    Then Dad had to use the laptop for work.

    I feel so unarmed without my laptop! I need to use computer for my work! Then I decided - I had to come back to hall.

    Being late as it is, I hailed a cab with my bags full of clothes and books and could only think of how I've been such a pig all weekend. As I looked out the window, I sensed unfamiliarity. I did tell the driver to go to NTU via PIE. But I was not anywhere along or even near PIE. Weird. Why was he driving all the way to AMK then Bishan???

    Being the road idiot I am, I silently hoped he was taking some shortcut that would lead to PIE and tried my best to look alert and knowing - lest that uncle dare to bully me by making a big round. Then we somehow ended up at Lornie road, which is a darn dark and quiet road for the weekend night. Fear creeping up on me... but then I vividly remember passing this road - when Evon and I got lost on our way home one day. So the cab eventually got on the PIE (finally.......) and I reached NTU in one piece.

    The weekend horrors haven't ended.

    As I was finally getting down to work, my friend reminded me that another report was due this Friday. THIS FRIDAY??? WT...??? I thought it was due next monday! Oh no, that's the other assignment!! Dammit. Why do the Profs have to pile on so much work just as we're supposed to be revising for the exams?? And did I mention, there are another 2 practical sessions this week, meaning 2 more lab reports to add on to the load.

    School sucks. Big time.

    [Time of Confession] 2:08 AM
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