Warning: Insomnia Alert

Thanks to what Don dubbed "the 3 Days of Hell", my biological clock is officially messed up. My bedtime is now 5pm-10pm, and after that I can't get a wink of sleep to save my life. Maybe around 7am I might get into bed and sleep, but then I'll wake up around 11am or 12pm to get lunch and schtuff.

It's 4:14am now, and I'm as wide awake as if it was 4 in the afternoon! =___=

And I'm bored out of my mind. There's only so many rounds of Farmville, Fishville, Zombie Wars and Mafia Wars I want to play. (The number of facebook apps I've added is insane >__>)

Studying? Ah, yes, that too. But ever since the 3 Days of Hell ended, I've been put into a sort of traumatic state, whereby the symptoms are lethargy and a severe phobia of textbooks.

Plus, my next paper is on Sunday, which seems sooo far away after dealing with three papers back to back. And it's Corporate Communications. What do you study for Corporate Communications? I've seen her tips. This isn't a read-memorize-vomit paper. This is a crap-for-two-pages-per-question paper. Like, goreng tahap maksima kind of paper. There isn't much to study!

And now I'm hyper. Hyper hyper hyper whee~~~~~

I'm so hyper I can bounce up and down, and run around, and do jumping jacks, and karaoke at the top of my voice, andandandandand... but I won't. Because my roommate has her final final paper tomorrow, and she needs to sleep. Good luck Reen!! And good luck all IFM-ers!!

Hyper. Hyper. Oo, whazzat? I think I just saw a blip on my screen. Oh, no, just my imagination, saying hi. Hi, imagination!! I love your hat, where did you get it? Purple velvet with a green polka dot ribbon and a giant sunflower, how lovely. And is that a Channel handbag? Or a Louis Mutton? I think your Jojo Airmani dress is a bit off, though.

... And this is me being high on teh ais. I'd hate to see me being high on weed. Make a note to never, ever let me try that. >__>

Hmm, what now? Gossip Girl? Final Fantasy 6? ahh, Gossip Girl episode 10, transfer la cepat.

The worst part of insomnia is that there's nobody to bug now that it's this early in the morning. Even people who stay up really late are asleep by now. Hmmph.

I'm bored, and you're boring. Because you're probably asleep while I'm writing this, and by the time you're awake and reading this, I won't be in the mood to play anymore. Hmmph.

SOMEBODY ENTERTAIN ME!!!

I'd Lie

I don't think that passenger seat
has ever looked this good to me
He tells me about his night
I count the colours in his eyes

He'll never fall in love, he swears
as he runs his fingers through his hair
I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong

And I don't think it ever croseed his mind,
he tells a joke, I fake a smile
But I know all his favourite songs

And I can tell you, his favourite colour's green
He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful, he has his father's eyes
But if you ask me if I love him
I'd lie

He looks around the room,
innocently overlooks the truth
Shouldn't a light go on?
Doesn't he know that I've had him memorized
for so long?

He sees everything black and white
Never lets nobody see him cry
I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine

I can tell you, his favourite colour's green
He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful, he has his father's eyes
But if you ask me if I love him
I'd lie

He stands there then walks away
My God, if I could only say
"I'm holding every breath for you..."

He'd never tell you, but he can play guitar
I think he can see through everything but my heart
First thought when I wake up, is
"My God he's beautiful"
So I put on my makeup and pray for a miracle

Yes I could tell you, his favourite colour's green
He loves to argue, oh and it kills me
His sister's beautiful, he has his father's eyes
But if you ask me if I love him
If you ask me if I love him
I'd lie

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Been listening to this song a lot, my favourite Taylor Swift song. A lot of her songs are about unrecquited love, I've noticed. And a lot of songs I like are about unrecquited love, I've noticed as well. >__> owh well.

I'd post up a youtube video here so you can listen to the song... but then UTP has blocked Youtube. Again. Rawr. Just you wait UTP, just you wait. You'll be sorry but your tears will be too late. You'll be broke and I'll have broadband, will I help you don't be funny... ok, phail parody wtf. >__>

tralalala~ off to the mamak I go to cure my insomnia. I think. =P

Data Mining

It's nearly 4am, I'm tired and sleepy, but I'm forcing myself to stay awake. There's a lot to read, and I won't have time to read later if I go to sleep now.

It's cold tonight, courtesy of the incessant rain that's been pouring these past few days. Bundled up in Hafez's hugely oversized sweater, I'm bent over the desk, shifting papers, writing, tapping away at my calculator.

Tomorrow is the dreaded Data Mining paper. I have never ever faced a subject that made me feel this stupid. I don't understand a darned thing. Lectures and tutorials never helped me, and the formulas and calculations look like a string of gibberish to me. I'm just not cut out for numbers and calculations.

I have no idea what my coursework is like, except for my test 1 (there were 2 tests, each worth about 10% of coursework). I got a 0 for test 1. A big, fat zero. Never, in all my life, have I ever had a single-digit score for a test or an exam, let alone a 0. There's a first time for everything, I suppose, but did it have to come now??

As dawn and my impending doom approaches, I can only sit, hope, and pray. Not to mention try to learn and cram as many formulas as possible before 9am.

In the meantime, I have the sniffles, and it's that time of the month. I feel as miserable as miserable can be.

Tralalalalala

Lately...

I've been extra clumsy, ditzy, and just plain scatter-brained. Up to the point where, in the past couple of days, I've driven my car into a drain, circled the petrol pump three times before remembering which side my fuel pump-thing was actually on, tripped over nothing countless times... the list goes on.

I laugh and giggle over everything as if they were the wittiest, funniest things I've ever heard. Not all of them actually were that funny.

I feel alternately extremely happy and extremely sad, like a roller-coaster or something. And half of the time I don't even know why I'm in that particular mood. =___=

I have come to the conclusion that all this weirdness is a side-effect from exam stress. @__@ Because I really can't think of an acceptable alternate explanation. ah well.

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In other news, this has been the best freakin' birthday ever (insert heavily sarcastic tone here). Cyber Law exam yesterday, Malaysian Studies today (oh... yesterday by now), and Data Mining tomorrow (today by now..?). Thank you for that wonderful present, UTP.

Oh well. At the very least, my family, boyfriend and best friend remembered. And I was stunned by the number of wishes I got over Facebook, thank you all... sorry I couldn't reply everyone.

And, most epic birthday wish yet:

"Dah 22 tahun... kena matang sikit... bawak kereta elok2... jgn bawak masuk longkang lagi."

=___=

kena bahan dgn bf sendiri. haha

I Can't Think Straight

The worst time to have your emotions all upset and tumbling all over the place, is right before an exam. Please, please, please make this go away, I don't want it. I never asked for it. Please make it leave me alone, please let things go back to the way they were before.

I can only wish.

I'm Allowed to MBLM Once in a While

He sent me this last night. And then he was bragging about how he could now drive cars, ride motorcycles, and steer a ship. I told him I'd be impressed when he can pilot a helicopter. =P

It'll be a little over 3 months before I see him again. 24th February 2010, hurry along.

Studying in Stages

Stage 1: Start!


Stage 2: Working hard...


Stage 3: ... or hardly working?



Stage 4: Lazyyyyyy


Stage 5: KO


Cyber Law 1, Shira 0.

heiiihhh.