Ive never been able to not fall asleep. I've also never thought I'd see the day I dedicate an entire post towards my all time past time activity :) haha! Now I'm about to throw another few minutes of my life out the window by talking about sleep. Or rather my inability to sleep.
Before three months ago came about, I never had problems when it comes to sleep.
Whenever, wherever. I've always been the master of falling asleep. Everyone knows that.
Sleep had always come easy for me. Rain or shine, exams or not. Once, I fell asleep on a visit to the zoo and another time, on my uncle's stairway while watching the idiotbox. Guess I'm never was cut out to be a TV person after all.
So, I was saying about sleep and it being the least of my problems. It saddens me deeply that, that no longer holds true.
My sleeping routine are so irregular that you can hardly call it a routine. I can't place my finger on a term to describe it in fact.
When life gets ugly, I sleep. But when I cant sleep, I get stressed. When I'm stressed and can't sleep I go on this crazy cleaning spree at wee hours of the morning. The next day, I'll be in zombiezilla mode and bite off everyone's heads.
This sucks!
I kidnapped Tall Sister's chunky camera to campus for a few weeks. My first real-world experience with a SLR. There is still a LOT I have to learn, especially when using the manual settings (shutter speed, aperture, iso, whaat)! But for the most part, I'm still in love with how much detail there is in each picture, and it takes amazing macros! But just before I got the chance to brush up on my camera skills, I've to return this baby to it's very worried owner who text messages every three days to ask about it's well being and not mine. Thank you la, feeling very loved.
A post with a chockfull of pictures coming up!
It’s nerdtime AGAIN (geez, the times i have exams seems to happen a lot more than non-exam ones) at college. Albeit the lethargic feeling, I'm nostalgic all of a sudden. Weaving through my older blogposts from when I first started college makes me wish I was still in my first year, somewhat. Albeit being thrown into a hostile (cinafied) new environment back then, there was also lesser things to worry about. Like striving my butt off to not flunk exams.
It’s like high school when you think it’s the worst, then progressing on to tertiary education and it dawns upon you that life only gets harder. On the upside, I’m not kicking myself in the ass for not fully utilizing my experience in college.
Cos soon, it will be my turn to get all sappy about leaving college life and opening doors to the working world (which I am not looking forward to). Especially when you have parents AND friends who have already entered the workforce for more than two years telling you that your college life is the best, not to waste a single moment of it. Because you’ll never get that time back – being a student at this age, so to speak.
After that three month internship stint that ended in April, I don’t think I’m quite ready to venture out into the workforce just yet. Coming from someone who’s never had a proper job. Cooking Maggie for hungry hostel-mates doesn't exactly count. I have a few months shy of a year before I graduate and I’ll have to relearn how to write up a resume (did that for English during diploma), suck it up and grow up. Errr…yeah.
is when it's been thirteen weeks into the semester and you still can't remember what time classes starts. Or end.
