(and nope I wasn't smoking. sheesh.)It's a horrible routine..Wake up at 7a.m and get out of the house by 8. Reach school in an hour's time and it drags all the way to 11pm. And then I'll find myself dragging to school the next day.. the day after the next day..after the next next day.. it goes on and on and I'm not making sense cuz my brain is too fried to think about anything.
My eyesight is deteriorating due to long hours staring at the screen,my hair transforms into a bundle of mess,face gets oily,eyeliner ruined.clothes wrinkled..butt aches thanks to the uncomfortable seats and sometimes killer air-conditioning which just makes you go bonkers. And we have a particular lecturer who's very unprofessional. Thank god we only have her on Thursdays. Besides that, I am really just complaining about my fucked up timetable.
I want to take a break from everything, but everytime I try to do so, even by just putting my head on the desk, I'll get this restless sleep and starts having nightmares. Why? Because the workload is getting more and more and how can you sleep in peace when you haven't finish these:
1) 1500-2000 words Academic Essay about Film Movement.
2) Editing on Autobiography.
3) Editing on fucking 'YELLOW'.
4) Photoboard
5) Storyboard
WHAT ELSE?!!!
ahhhhhh! I'm not stressed or under pressure or whatever. I'm just TIRED. I can't function properly with the lack of sleep.
I was soo tired I couldn't even shit, take my bag out of the car and other little things that requires no effort at all.
I feel like I have this 50 tonn of rice sack on my body, I'm so immobile and stonned, I feel like as if I can pass out anytime.
That's why Weekends are HEAVENLY to me.
I DEVOTE my time sleeping over the weekends. Its the only time i can recharge myself.
and you know what.
Its soo chilly down here, I'm walking around the house with my comforter, at the same time helping my Mom by sweeping the floor.
I wouldn't have on this bloody computer infront of me if I didn't have to check my school's email.
I really wish I could just jump on my bed everytime I reach home.. But reality is.. it's very impossible to do so when you have 101 things at the back of your head.
Good night.
And I MISS ARMAN ALOT. muacks!
I wish he's here to let me lie on his chest and put me to sleep....
My eyesight is deteriorating due to long hours staring at the screen,my hair transforms into a bundle of mess,face gets oily,eyeliner ruined.clothes wrinkled..butt aches thanks to the uncomfortable seats and sometimes killer air-conditioning which just makes you go bonkers. And we have a particular lecturer who's very unprofessional. Thank god we only have her on Thursdays. Besides that, I am really just complaining about my fucked up timetable.
I want to take a break from everything, but everytime I try to do so, even by just putting my head on the desk, I'll get this restless sleep and starts having nightmares. Why? Because the workload is getting more and more and how can you sleep in peace when you haven't finish these:
1) 1500-2000 words Academic Essay about Film Movement.
2) Editing on Autobiography.
3) Editing on fucking 'YELLOW'.
4) Photoboard
5) Storyboard
WHAT ELSE?!!!
ahhhhhh! I'm not stressed or under pressure or whatever. I'm just TIRED. I can't function properly with the lack of sleep.
I was soo tired I couldn't even shit, take my bag out of the car and other little things that requires no effort at all.
I feel like I have this 50 tonn of rice sack on my body, I'm so immobile and stonned, I feel like as if I can pass out anytime.
That's why Weekends are HEAVENLY to me.
I DEVOTE my time sleeping over the weekends. Its the only time i can recharge myself.
and you know what.
Its soo chilly down here, I'm walking around the house with my comforter, at the same time helping my Mom by sweeping the floor.
I wouldn't have on this bloody computer infront of me if I didn't have to check my school's email.
I really wish I could just jump on my bed everytime I reach home.. But reality is.. it's very impossible to do so when you have 101 things at the back of your head.
Good night.
And I MISS ARMAN ALOT. muacks!
I wish he's here to let me lie on his chest and put me to sleep....