A life of it's own.

This morning I woke up. Crisis stressors, telling me to study for 'Human Anatomy and Physiology' increased my heart rate, blood is routed to my brain. The Symphathetic Division of my Autonomic Nervous System (ANS) was facing an extremely stressful situation: Examination. My pupils dilate, allowing my eyes to see clearly in the morning light. I thought: I am so screwed. I struggled to read the 'Sliding Filament Theory' in the notes. (Shockingly true, it came out later. But I did not know how to draw the diagram.)

I spent yesterday afternoon daydreaming. This whole week, I abstained from watching Television (except TV-mobile) and music (Mozart!) was applied sparingly. I find myself talking to my mother as a past-time. She's always so busy with her work. But now, with the government cutting down on the number of civil servants, she is likely to face an early retirement next year (she's 47). I don't know why I am upset. Perhaps I will have a reduction of pocket money... My mother has always been very steadfast in her work. She is a workaholic. When she returns home at night, she still has to do the majority of housework.

Ok, I have digressed. But today, I'm suffering from lack of sleep. This morning, I grabbed my breakfast, drank two cups of green tea and headed for the bus-stop. I had to read my notes along the way (On the bus, on the MRT). I missed the Bedok station because I thought I had left my wallet on the train. I had to take the MRT back from Tanah Merah. Despite this blunder and against all odds, I made it... to... school.

The passing events became a blur mix of emotions.

In the evening, I sat alone at Shaw Towers' 'Burger King'. The waitress had mistakenly served me a large coke instead of a regular. Thus I found myself using up my free SMS. I msged sis, wondering how she was coping with O'Levels, and an old classmate of mine, whom I have lost contact with. The BK restaurant was also playing P98's chill-out hour, and the popular tunes. I was hooked on it, and they played Linkin Park's 'Numb'.

"All I want Is to be more like Me..."

I went to Tower Records before that, and they were playing a Marilyn Manson album. I felt the impulse to buy it because it makes me feel so... I don't know.

Tired la - what the hell.