In the process of waiting

Actually, I should just call this post waiting. They mean the same thing, don't they?

But In the process of waiting sounds more cheem. Yup, cheemness is good.

I am now looking forward to my trip back to Taiwan. Now that WEP is almost over, the very difficult letter that will probably cause lots of embarrassment is written, the suitcases are packed, there is only my trip left.

(That was a super awkward sounding sentence that we will ignore, won't we?)

Forgive me if I sound weird, I always sound weird and slightly hyper when it is late at night and I lack sleep. I should probably sleep soon. Later. When I finish blogging this post.

Anyway, Father came yesterday and brought with him a PC and a monitor. Yes, an entire computer. Which my brother attempted to assemble just now but ended up causing a blackout. And spoiling the computer. Now it refuses to start.

Something to do with voltage difference and adaptors.

So. now, in the process of waiting. Before I sleep and before I board an airplane. (In that order, not the other way round)

In between, I shall try to finish the books I borrowed from the library. Because, seriously, I cannot stuff 8 books in my suitcase. (These include thrillers by Stephen Leather, fantasy by Susan Cooper and a non-fiction book about Organised Crimes. Oh, and Ballistic.)The space is needed for my IH and IM2 notes. Yucky stuff.

And my stories. Postponed indefinitely(it's more like infinitely). Plus I am writing two at once. Yes, irresponsible me who abandons stories.

My sentence is getting weirder and weirder. I really should sleep. Now.

Perhaps after I checked my phone.