Another massively screwed-up day. A day when I wish that everyone, the teacher, my classmates, and myself, can just stop talking and let me crawl under the table. Or hide in the com lab.(Which is not where I am now, btw. I am at Mac, drinking coffee, happy that the school network is not monitoring my computer. Applepies are kind of nice:))

Today started well enough. I lugged my laptop to school, prepared to work on my speech with my group members, happy that today will not be the day where I have to go to the com lab to do work and then miss everything and everyone.

The good thing about my group is that we do not have an authoritative group leader who boss us around.The not so good thing is that there are period of absolutely no communication, we make plans and do not stick to them, and sometimes we have no idea what we, everyone and ourselves, are doing.

I wouldn't feel so bad if everyone were not acting so nonchalantly(Oh, hey, you are here) because now I have no idea angry or annoyed or disgusted they are by all these mistakes and misunderstanding.

Just earlier I had been thinking, yay I might have more friends.

On a brighter note, talking to C this morning was nice.

P.S. I used to rant less on this blog. Well, I suppose I'll be happier once the presentation is over.

P.P.S: I also used to ask for comments. Realised this while deleting some of my more embarrassing old posts. Now I don't, because as you can tell from the grammar boy story, it is, well...

Sudden rearranged lessons are worse than no lessons. I was late for every lesson yesterday because I had no idea that there were lessons. And during one of those mad rushes to class I fell down. It's kind of YJ's fault. Just because you can leap down four steps does not mean that everyone else can do so, and you should let go of someone's hand before you jump.

I think my project work group mates are pissed at me. Communication and coordination, it's all about (the need for and lack of) communication.

But I'm happy now because we finally submitted our report and there's only the presentation left. So much more free time to read and write and watch movies. And now I am eating chocolate:)And Ice-cream with DM and RX later.

A...weird encounter

My recent schedule in school has now reached the epitome of boredom. A talk from 8-9. Then no lesson until 3.30-4.30. And around the same schedule for this whole week.

I had actually been looking forward to normal lessons after the past week of, well, at least it was called post exam activities. And it was quite fun. And contained ice cream.

Now, a whole week of no lesson. (I suspect that one day, when I am buried under tons of homework and stress, I will look back on this post and call myself an ungrateful something)

Hey, not as though I have nothing to do now. I have a volunteering form to fill, an email to reply to, a short story competition to participate in, three story ideas that I need to magically conjure up by 26 oct, and a conference to prepare. And project work, which has been haunting me day and night. I think we had never work this hard before from the start of the year.

Now,a game, spot the grammatical error in the above.

More background on that: Earlier this morning, when I was typing out the post in the school com lab which is not exactly private, the guy sitting next to me said suddenly,you have a grammar error.

I did not jump, to my credit. But I stared at him for several seconds to confirm that he is talking to me, and maybe for clues as to why he was reading over my shoulder in the first place. Nope, his face was expressionless. So I turned back to my computer, started reading the first few words, and found that I cannot concentrate,because it's so freaking embarrassing and maybe he is continuing to read the rest of the post and how am I supposed to calm down and find a grammatical error while it means letting him continue to read.  So I did the only thing I could, other than press the shut down button(no way,I finally got a spot in the very crowded computer lab), I hit the publish button. Then, with a glance back to the guy(no reaction whatsoever), I started to read legitimate looking articles by Matt P--. If I could whistle innocently, I would.

Well, at least he hasn't seen my url. But that doesn't mean he cannot find my blog. Eek:(

Shall stop thinking about it and go for coffee now.

Yay!

Exams are over. Holidays and free time all the way until next year! As usual, all the story ideas, movies to watch, books to read that I have been thinking about (during times when I am supposed to be studying) have suddenly lost their appeal. (Is there such thing as post-exam blues? Especially when you are thinking about your results?)

Anyway, when I finished the last paper I was shivering(seriously, my teeth was chattering) and hungry, and I had drank about 350 ml of water. Drinking water helps me to think.For this exam, I wrote two of the longest essays I had ever written. Three and a half sides. Says something about my lack of writing speed, doesn't it? YJ wrote 6 sides, average!

 Then had a very nice lunch with YJ and P. A very satisfying, filling lunch. The lemon tea was served in a vase-sized container.(Poke a hole through the lemon, said P. YJ, being YJ, immediately started laughing.) I never had a serving size of so much macaroni before. And free mango pudding! I feel kind of full now.Maybe because we talked too much. About our various writing postures(and me taking off my shoes during exam), holiday trips(YJ is kind of amazed at my impending airplane trip alone back to Taiwan and 5 hr bus trip. But she went to Hong Kong by herself.)  about future jobs(pilots and warzone reporter?) and finally, us not really taking care of our pets(P's hamster eating her own little hamsters. YJ forgetting to feed hers for an entire term).

 What to do now? Tumblr, I guess. Rewatch Captive. Reread Outlaws Inc. Finish my 6 library books. Finish  the uncountable unfinished stories. Write out the many story ideas that are somewhere in my head.

Wait, there's project work.