I am supposed to be feeling damn shagged and longing for the bed now. But strangely, I am not. Probably cos I'm still feeling very full from the late dinner just now. We only finished eating at around half past nine. Was rather pissed with some people at first. Black faces are not meant to be spread. And I think it's really not nice to affect everyone else' mood. Afterall it's grandma's birthday. And as I am saying this, I think I'm speaking for myself too, under other circumstances. Anyway, luckily it got better after that. The food at this new chinese restaurant is quite good. I like the ramen that I ordered. And it's cheaper than xin wang's too. My uncle ordered a lot of other side dishes too. Ate until my stomach got really bloated. Which explains why I'm not really in the sleeping mode now. Have been thinking how I managed to get by this week. Cleared both presentations of marketing. Finally. After weeks of continuous discussions to and fro and also some minor conflicts here and there. But I don't feel anywhere near the level of decreased stress though. I guess many other factors accumulated the stress back to the original level. However, one proud achievement that I've made for myself is that I am less afraid of balloons now! I actually took up balloon sculpturing during the week, in preparation for today's naf closing ceremony. I was really very scared at first. I think people who know me well know that I don't like to stay near balloons, much less touch or hold them. Take a look at balloon hat festival back in st nicks. The balloon hat that I wore on my head was the efforts of other people and not mine at all. HAHA. But I managed to learn how to twist the balloon into a dog (I know it's simple but don't laugh!), heart and flower! Hahaha. But I still screwed up a little in front of the kids today. It was so stressful! When we started twisting the balloons, kids starting crowding in front of us and staring at us with the "I want a (dog/heart/flower/gun/sword/CAT -_-) balloon" face. And as we were all still noobies (newbies for a better word), we were flustered and kept panicking. As a result we burst quite a few balloons in front of them. HAHA. Cui man. Luckily some of the comm members came over and help us. So we spent practically the whole day pumping up balloons, tying them (this is the worst part cos your fingers would really hurt after a while) and twisting them. I can still 'smell' the rubber on my hands now. Lol. And now this naf event has officially ended. Supposed to be another load off my mind too. But still, there was no effect on me. Aha. I am now more inclined to believe that university life sucks, and I mean it. Probably the only time that I don't mean it when I say life sucks is during those secondary school days, when our minds are much less complex. (I don't remember saying life sucks during primary school. Probably cos I don't know how to use it? Or rather I don't know about its existence. Lol.) I actually looked forward to school everyday. Now it's like... I guess I don't have to spell out every single word. You should know how it's like now and how much it's different from last time. Sometimes I really wish I am in Wonderland. I think I'd prefer battling with the dragon to battling with whatever is facing us now. Let me be Alice for once. HAHA.
Three more weeks of school and two other weeks of exams. I'm really counting down now.
Think the 'sleep worm' has gotten alive and is reminding me of my bed. Shall turn in now. Tata. Probably won't see any more of my posts until the gates of freedom are open.
It's me again. I guess I need more time.
