Friday, March 02, 2007

miss me?

(say yes.)

somewhere in the tiring mid-week , i actually wrote an entry. half an hour long, at least. but that entry got sucked up into the black holes of cyberspace through the magic of the 'submit' button. in the end, it as as though that half an hour of buttons kneading pressing didn't even exist.

i'm so freaking tired this week. tired of what, i have no idea. this week's pretty lax as far as the weeks to come are concerned. i guess my body clock's still adjusting to the 'waking-up-at-530-and-rush-out-at-620' routine. caffeine's not my cup of er, tea.. and taking my vit without breakfast just about manage to make me nauseous.
hoo.ray.

somewhere in mid-week, i got a call from IMH enquiring why i did not turn up for an appointment on that day. my heart skipped a bit, and then raced like rossi on steroids (only he doesn't need steroids). during the next 5 seconds, i was busy wondering which tutor or lecturer set me up with the centre, which exact gila signs i gave that prompted them to pick up the phone and tell on me and who else thinks i've lost it. for someone who is supposedly falling backwards off her rocker: (cos she was busy trying to pick up her lost marbles, apparently), thinking all of the above in the span of 5 seconds, is really not that bad.
imagine.
i.actually.doubted.my.own.sanity.
how swell is that?

i mean hey i may be crazy, but i'm definitely not psychiatrist-chair barmy! ..... and i know if given the chance, you there would probably flail your arms in the air, roll your eyes and mutter amiably "but, everyone knows you've lost it (them, marbles), darling!".
but know what? you're not given the chance: nannynannypoopeedums.

as it turned out, it was silly ashri calling to ask for some resources. kentaaalll-ism! i still can't believe i was taken in for one whole second.
.... tho if i think about it, i'd rather see myself as dreadfully gullible than utterly mad.

on a sombre note, i'm still in the process of trying to forgive myself for doubting my own sanity.
its not exactly heartening to know the person who should have the most faith in you is the very first to doubt you. ha.

i'll leave you now with photos (courtesy of nadiah) of our last meet-up before setting off to our respective warzones. we'd be buried amidst tons of books and screaming kiddos, i'll bet.





OH..... and...... I LOVE YOU TOO, NANA!

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