Wednesday, April 1, 2009

The Noise.

My neighbours just irritated the hell out of me... and sadly I took it out on Jasmin darling. They were talking so loudly, and past midnight. I was tired, and stuck at a final section of my notes. Read it a couple more times and nothing got it. The noise continued. Felt like walking over and telling them off. But that would be humiliating for the both of them. Zzzz suffer in silence loh. Poor Jasmin, called me at the wrong time. Not her fault too though, didn't expect my parents to go for a walk. But yea its all settled now. Once the noise subsided, I quickly finished the notes. 

So much tension inside from being irritated. Need to spend a while at the com. Damn I hate living so close to people. And I hate it even more when I keep getting disturbed when I just wanna study. I mean, I spend so much time doing other stuff like exercise and projects and what not, when I need to study, I have to study! ARRRh..

Fencing was good though. Henry came, and I hope he enjoyed himself. Poor guy, I think he was quite worked out by the end of the session. So many gripes with the seniors at fencing. No motivation, no enthusiasm. Just lazing and talking. Sigh. No wonder I'm owning so many of them its not funny anymore. I have so little people left in the club whom I can fence. And by that I mean people who can actually give me a work out and trash my ass. Haiz. When I own the whole club maybe I'll try Kendo.

Got a long day of lectures tomorrow... hope I don't get insomnia tonight. Today was a good day of studying. I must say the respiration notes has so much content squeezed in a few sheets, it doesn't feel like I've covered much today. Stress laaaaaaaaaa. I want my teddy bear to hug, but she's so far away. Sometimes I feel like I'm not treating her right. But it always only occurs to me on hindsight. Hmmm. I'm quite nasty when irritated... its hard for me to be nice when I'm holding so much tension inside. Mmmm.

I wanna get a chicken soft toy for Jasmin. Hahaha it must be a cute, stupid looking one.

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