writing to unload
just got back from hong kong. i didn't even had a chance to unpack my bag, and i'm on the first bus out to johor with all my dirty clothes and stuff from hong kong *minus the coat and scarf*
reached skudai at 1.45pm at the nick of time to catch the 2pm oral examination. i love being busy. i love working, but i hate the pressure of submission because you're GRADED. probably it's the scholarship too. i have so much in my mind writing is the only way to stay sane.
i have tons of pictures to be edited but purposely left it back at home. because i have bigger things to focus on. 10 a1 boards by this coming wednesday. scheduling crits. handing in paperwork. registering for courses. i bought a nescafe just now only to realise it was latte when i got home. latte! i need the extra caffiene, not milk.
couldn't concentrate on work. put on some khalil fong. missed mum. tried to call her. and then i realise she went to the meditation retreat. damn mom really knows how to pick the best time. called dad to make sure he had dinner, and if dawgie has eaten *dad was reheating his food at 9.45pm*
10.55pm. start work. i'll probably sleep at 2am. MUST FINISH PLANS OR THOU SHALL NOT SLEEP. 240 days to go. time is precious. don't waste it.