Rewind, 2 weeks ago.

"2 things we are gonna do. Firstly, sort out your modules for next semester.

Secondly, ensure that you dont fail anything this semester."


Fastforward, last week. In Prof's office.

"Ok, lets see how much trouble you are in.

*clicks on his laptop.

I am sitting there trying to maintain my straight face.

"lets have a look at your progress. Dont fret, most students get abit stuck in their first year. Its typical if you get like Cs or Bs. Dont worry, you'll do much better next semester. Besides, you are taking two year 2 subjects."

*clicks on more stuff on his computer.



"Hmm. Um, lets see, well...."


"urm.... "



"hmm...peculiar....."




"maintaining 1 HD, 2 As and 1 C? "




"Hmm...."


"Is that your student ID?"



I replied.

"Yes, I'm almost positive."




He thought I was failing everything.





I handed up my last essay for the semester on wednesday even tho it was due on thursday. I suppose I just wanted to get it over and done with.
I over wrote as usual. But I dont really care. heh.

I slept fitfully on monday, didnt sleep at all on tuesday night, headed to uni to hand up my essay early wednesday morning.

Obviously I felt like a zombie. Not that I wasnt tired, just that I couldnt sleep at all.


So I took breakfast at 8am at Maccas, hopped on the train to Uni.
Returned all my library books for my essay and handed in my essay.
Picked up my film project, (HD grade. But there was still some stinging criticisms on the feed back form.)


Headed to southbank.

Bought tickets to eastern promise.

Got an hour to spare.

Bought a cold cola, sat at the river bank.

It was a warm day, but there was a breeze, so it was very comfortable.

I fell asleep sitting on the bench beside the river bank.

Woke up after half an hour, cigarette in my fingers totally burnt out. A wonder I didn't get burned by it.

Walked to the cinema, caught the movie. Which was really good.
Headed back home.


Slept most of yesterday away.
Felt like I had been put thru a meat grinder and fed to sumo before being dumped unceremoniously by him.


Studied the most of today.
More studying for the rest of the 10 days or so.


So how do I feel? with the semester coming to an end?

I feel, unequivocally, like shite.



I cant decide what is worst.
Not sleeping, or sleeping fitfully with nightmares.



Am I anxious to get home?
Yea.


But I am more anxious for the semester and exams to end.
The pressure is really something not to be fucked around with.
Sometimes, it feels as tho my brains are gonna leak out from my ears =]


and that cant be good I suppose.

Hah.

Adrenalin.

I suppose thats what been keeping me going for the past weeks.

gonna fly off the handle if I don't relax soon.
Another 9 days till the exams end.

It feels like 9 years.

So I went to the freezer.

Ice Cream.

Coles House Brand.

oooo. Ice Cream.

lets have some.


first spoonful.....




second spoonful.....




my god. they call this crap ice cream?
even someone like me knows that this is utter crap ice cream.

my god. they sell this shit in supermarkets?!

I dont feel like doing any work today.

Due to unforeseen circumstances, I am ahead of schedule in regards to my research paper.

The weather is quite warm today.

I just want to sit in the yard on the deck chairs, smoke and drink a cold cola.


I just got to stop sumo from licking my toes. Highly ticklish and annoying.