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Monday, November 13, 2006

Too stressed up...

People, please do not allow your eyes to wander any further then this point, unless u fancy risking ur mood to be further poisoned on a Monday by this idiot's depressing notes... Now, u know I wouldn't bear making u feel more "blue" than I assume u already might be. Read this on a Thursday perhaps? :o)



Sis says she heard me yelping in my sleep.

I'm getting alot of nightmares... I even get nightmares in a 10min nap. I dreamt of a last-minute panic rush though hundreds of theorems for an exam, which of course, I eventually failed -- effortlessly. I dreamt of scribbling nonsense on a quiz paper, and I also dreamt of running away as a wanted criminal. I dreamt of being in a frantic scuttle to conjure up a report for an urgent deadline and miraculously, my lappie died on me. I even dreamt of being a digital goldfish living in a mobile phone unwittingly killed my stupid owner, leaving me to bubble in the dark eternally. Totally senseless! Yup, and amazingly, I dreamt all these ridiculous bullshit in a 10min nap.

I have not been sleeping in my room for more than a week now, and my sleeping pattern have been "upgraded" to chaotic. I would instinctively settle myself to nap on whatever that resembles a flat surface, that lies closest to my study cavern. Yes, I have even tried using the ironing board as a makeshift pillow when I couldn't reach for mine fast enough. My lack of sleep has given me an awful headache and fever that refuses to subside even after forcing four tablets of paracetamol down my throat. Great. My scheming body has decided to play punk on me. It obviously knows that I cant afford the luxury of a boundless slumber right now. Fine, go on and declare war. Lets see who is more obstinate, yah.

Baby isn't getting it any better from me either. The Drama Queen managed to make Mr Cool super angry for the first time by torturing him through some nonsensical dialogue the other day, then freaked the poor guy out today by crying almost uncontrollably the moment we met on the streets, for absolutely invalid reasons. And I have to clarify that: No, all these has got nothing to do with PMS, and yes, I was still getting my normal dosage of chocolates.

I even imagined myself balding from having too much stress and potato chips, and made Sis snap pics of my scalp over and over again. I have illusions of my eyebrows and lashes loosening their roots at a rapid rate. I can't tell u how terrified I am.

I have never thought that exams can be so psychologically unhealthy and physically exhausting. The fatigue level feels equivalent to operating Delhi flights every single day for the past two weeks, and having the flight roster screaming more to come at my face... Worse still, imagine doing Delhi turnarounds (if there are such) everyday for the next two weeks. Oh my god... This is gonna kill.


P/S: Sorry for the terrible language here, my thoughts simply came out in chunks, so I typed chunks.

3:01 AM
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