mood: guilty
hooked on to: I wish you love by Ono Lisa

somebody please pick up a gun and just shoot me. my recently acquired penchant for sleeping excessively is, i tell you, mind-boggling. came back from lecture at 12 and promptly settled on yes, my dear bed, at 12.30. woke up only after three freaking sinful hours. how can this be when my tutorials and readings less than a metre away seem to be perpetually demanding immediate attention? it's the power of slumber. oh rock-a-by baby.

the thought of going overseas to study seems to be intensifying day by day and uncomfortably looming in my mind at most untimely moments. like when i'm supposed to be studying for a test, or when i'm staring at a pile of tutorials. Especially after talking to gideon the other day, we reached a mutual agreement that singapore is just.. *shakes head*

so many things to consider, so little time. and somehow i'm not quite ready to uproot myself just yet. how now brown cow...

On to a lighter note, it was rudy's 21st birthday 2 days ago. =)
we went to Clarke Quay for a nice dinner after our lessons and it was such a nice break which is so perfectly justifiable. i wished everyday could be like that, no tutorials to bog me down, no unseen strings around my neck threatening my very sanity i'm about to lose. is it just hall? or is it everything else?

choices, choices. decisions, decisions.

gotta go for some more comm work. i hate it i hate it i hate it.