Friday, October 06, 2006

here i am, my ass comfortably parked at my favourite quiet corner in the library, feeling sufficiently motivated to cross out more datelines from my list. somehow in this favourite corner, concentration comes easy. mind you, i hopped from 3 other seats before this, just cos the air-con's too cold, or the area is too noisy, or the corner is too walled up or the such. yes, i am the personification of that irritating blond-haired goldilocks (what a dumb story, by the way). i want everything to be just right. i am particular like that.
everyone seems to be in a perpetual state of shock here, barely resembling human anymore. the lack of sleep and our love affair with our laptops has reduced us to sunken-eyed, violated, walking zombies. dun even tell me how i look like nowadays. i dun even wanna know. i'm keeping a 2-m radius from all things shiny and reflective. i heard yoga is relaxing, and i am trying out yoga for whatever its worth. but seriously, practising an eagle pose alone in my room just makes me feel like a jackass. i dunno bout you, but feeling like a jackass is not exactly my idea of relaxation. it just doesnt cut it for me.

just when i thought i had it bad: churning out words on documents like a raving mad typist while trying not to get distracted by the likes of youtube and blogger (but failing miserably), i heard my chinese counterparts have a grand total of 24 assignments, thats ten more than i do.
well, better them than me. i must be nice.
one of my friends has gone off her rocker. while discussing our project yesterday, she started to laugh hysterically for no reason. i was worried for her sanity for more than a little while, then i got more worried for my own safety and i moved away from her.
there is really no telling what a stressed up mugger can do to you.

raya is 2 weeks away. and while i would normally be slogging in kitchen by now, waiting by the oven with buttery clothes that reeked of eggs and sugar, i dun know if i have the luxury of time this year to nurture that, ahem, domesticated inclination. my mum has taken the liberty to assign me the responsibility of making pineapple tarts and giving them to my prospective in-laws. i was thinking more along the lines of some chocolate-based cookies actually, but knowing imran's love affair chocolates and everything sweet, i think i should just give him pretzels instead. the salted kind. he munches too much, my guy. (well, so do i. but that's different).

i am so looking forward to raya this year (as i do every year). its our first raya and fiance and fiancee (i still can't 'make out which is which), and we would be donning the same colour of outfits. *allow me my bimbo moment while i clap and hop for joy* i am pestering im to go organize some raya outing of some sort, perhaps with his kopi kakis, or with the fairfield bunch like last year, just so i could go around wearing matching colours as him. so bimbo, i know. but its RAYA so gimme a break. i wouldn't be caught wearing matching clothes as him otherwise. its just too cheesy. and you know what else i am looking forward to? my coursemate nora, blessed with her innate organization talent, is planning a mass jalan raya for all the muslims in my course this year.
yippee doo day, the cows making hay! i loike!

the only things that come in between now and then are my datelines. but i know those too, will come to pass.
in the meantime, i shall resume my wpm at record speed.

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