did i study? did i hell.
It's pouring outside. And it's the start of examinations next Friday. It's impossible not to sleep, but a sin(these things are just social constructs) not to study. At times like these, the only solution in sight seems to be hypnopaedia.
justin.
cause for alarm.
I was in a state of semi-consciousness when I thought of how aptly named alarm clocks are. Clocks that are designed to cause a state of alarm to the human body, to rudely awaken it from its state of rest and start another trudge through the mundane routines. The reason I actually did think of it was because I had set the alarm for 9am, and I was constantly looking at my mobile phone clock from 5.30am - 5.47am - 6.22am- 7.15am, unable to get any sleep. Why? Fear of the alarm. The body's natural protection from being rudely awaken and therefore being tired the whole day, was to just stay awake and be tired anyway.
I seriously think that a persons worst nightmare is not one of horror, war, blood, mythical creatures picking at your eye, loss, falling from a very high place, drowning, or anything of that sort. A persons worst nightmare is very real. That in itself, is a cause for alarm.
justin.
if only.
The words of longing for the past. One should minimise the use of these words, for there would be a nuance of regret. And yet, if only, I was still in Catholic High, life would be much simpler. Where passing a test puts you on the top of the world (not for the muggers), and obstacles are cleared with little or no effort. Where our troubles are all about the little things, having proper attire and haircuts, staying awake through lessons, for the ultimate goal, the O' Levels. These days, what we're used to clearing in two years have to be rushed through in six months. Yet, I'm still stuck in the good old days, where the first six months of school are purely for playing. Who cares about failing a test? Well, nowadays, everyone else. So I have no choice but to follow suit, carried along by the strong currents, not just aiming for a pass, but a high GPA. Swimming against it is tiring and ultimately, if you're not strong enough, you drown. How I wish I had a way back into the wading pool that is secondary school.
justin.
suddenly.
Suddenly, I feel like eating fried chicken. Like from Popeye's or KFC. So it's been a rather busy past few weeks due to me being lazy, therefore having to rush out my essays and study for my midterms in the space of 2 days. Before that was my big 22nd birthday bash, where I had the best gift ever. Endless vomit smelling of raw eggs, torn underwear, and abrasions on my scrotum. I hope the effects are not lasting. University really sucks the life out of people at times. If I wasn't in hall, I think I'd have no friends.
justin.
