6.15 a.m. Seriously, these dreams would have to stop sooner or later. I had a series of dreams again and the last one involved a recent development in an ulu part of Malaysia… But the development really wasn’t a development, it was just to trick property buyers into moving into the area so that the zombies behind the whole sham project can eat them up. The dream before involved me needing to go pick my grandma up from some nightclub. Problem was, the address she gave me couldn’t be found in the street-directory, neither can it be located in the GPS and Google Earth.
6.17 a.m. Aight. Need to make up for last night’s slackness in doing my assignment. Just look at me, such diligence. This calls for a 5-minute snooze reward!
7.24 a.m. …..Well, I do have a light day today…. and besides I’m tired and it’s 9 degrees C out…..
7.55 a.m. ………..should at least get out of bed now….
8.59 a.m. DANGIT, I’M GONNA BE LATE FOR CLASS AGAIN ARGGHHHH!
9.30 a.m. Was a freakin’ dreary day today.
Seriously, who on earth would want to go to school on a day like this. And look at that freakin’ dead tree framing the campus building in the background, how more depressing can it get, fuck.
9.40 a.m. Soft tissue with Dr. Hallam. The best thing about this class is if you work with a diligent partner you can pick to just lie down and relax while getting massages. It’s not all about massages though, but I suppose I shall rant about that when I’m not seeing double from not having breakfast.
10.15 a.m. WOOOO! FIRE DRILL!!
As if you wouldn’t take a picture of people streaming out of a building! I love mass co-operation, even if it’s for no real emergency!I wanted to snap some more but the security guards were looking my way.
11.25 a.m. If there’s one thing I love about Ozzie BBQ is that you’re bound to find sizzling sausages thick as a tree~.
2.35 p.m. Awesome, Tuesdays are my favourite days it’s the only day when I’ve less than six hours of class a day. Sat myself down, cranked the heater right up and with Enya as my companion there I go with my assignment again. You know, I dunno why people complain about assignments so much. If I drag someone to the edge of a cliff everytime someone says they’d rather die than do this assignment or that project I guarantee a 100% of no-jumping rate. Seriously. People whine too much.
2.43 p.m. Screw this man, I fucking hate this shit.
4.45 p.m. Can’t take no more of this staying indoors shiz so here I go off to the gym for an hour of SPIN! Which really is essentially you getting on a gym bike and pedalling as your life depended on it for 45 minutes to fast beats off a crappy tune.
Tip: Don’t wear underwear. If you don’t have bike shorts, it chafes. Real bad.
6.03 p.m. Dropped by Lance’s place to get pictures of St Paddy’s night and lecture notes. Sat around and told him all about ‘bomohs’ and ‘toyols’ and ‘pontianaks’ and gave him a couple of do’s and don’ts if ever he happens to find himself in Genting Highlands all the way from Canada. Think I may have scared off a potential tourist, but ahwell.
8.15 p.m. Made dinner from marinated garlic prawns and fresh cup mushrooms. Nothing like creamy herb and cheese sauce on a cold winter’s night. So what if my coronary arteries will stenose on me and eventually kill me with that heart attack I’m secretly growing by stuffing myself with all this fatty stuff eh?
9.30 p.m. Uni work makes me so hungry all the time and what is this insatiable glucose craving that plagues me whenever I’m at my desk??? I swear there were 21 chocolate chip cookies in there before (I counted) and now there’s only two!!!
3 hours later………….
Will Jace EVER get this cumbersome assignment out of the way??
*Recorded times may not be completely accurate. Thought processes however are pretty damn close to what was going through the author’s head throughout the day.
