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As april fool comes crawling quietly, i'm all prepared to face it.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Jeez. What a day.
Life as a student can't get any better than a 9-5 worker.
The only difference is that they sit in air conditioned rooms and we sit under fans. listening to teachers preaching the knowledge within that thick paper filled thing. And it sounded just like a lullaby. We gradually slip into our beauty sleep. Well, beauty indeed. The silence got broken by the spinning of the ceiling fans.
I think air cons' aren't exactly quiet. Hmm... The sleeping beauty and beaus finally awake. In a groggy state. And all they're thinking of is their beauty beauty sleep.
I admit. I'm one of them. Well, you can't expect bio to be exciting all the time.
All it took me was 1 week of holiday. You can't expect a student to be all perky on the first day of school. perhaps some. But i'm quite sure that people in class were either drugged or coaxed into sleeping. Coaxed by the brain. "let me rest! let me rest!" i can feel my brain telling me that. Coaxed by the heavy heavy eyelids. And 'voila!' It works just like hypnotism.
Next time, i'll bring an inflatable pillow to class. Hahahaha. Just joking. hehehe.


School was okay.
Changed seats with Haikal. And i'm sitting with Tessa now.
Now i'm officially the back of the class crew! Hahahahaa.
Bio was like a lullaby. Seriously. Tessa was in her beauty sleep. Some of the guys were just restless. Ara was just lying there. Like a dead log. Hahaha! Racism.
Anyway, didn't go for trng today. Had A/E maths tuition.


I feel queasy. Very very queasy. I feel like dinner's coming out anytime. The TV programme i watched yesterday was just SICK. Bleeeaaahkkkksssss.
:S
anyway, off the edit my speech. -.- the imperfections.