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Sunday, July 26, 2009

 
Sunday. 26 July 2009.

My life is so mixed up now. Even on school days, I sleep after one. Wake up on weekdays at six-thirty, going to school in a sleepy state. If you were to see me when I am on my way to Bishan MRT, you would thought I am half-sleeping. I could hardly open my eyes. Five hour or so of sleep is definitely not enough for a chaotic day at school. I really wonder how I find the energy to endure through the six to seven hours at school in such a sleepy state. On weekends, I sleep at three to four. Saturdays I wake up at nine for tuition. Sunday, ten to rush through my tuition assignment. Wondering how I pass the day in such a crazy manner, I resolve to sleeping during tuition. Which I always don't understand how I manged for it's all private one-to-one tuition. Somehow, I was able to sleep while pretending to solve a tough linear law question. I realise I get more and more active and hyper as the clock tickles later into the night. I have the best appetite after mid-night, which I would not have minded if not for the fats accumulation due to me eating so full before going to bed. Mornings, I always seemed very tired, despite how many hours I slept the night before. And I never have any appetite in the morning, I would vomit anything I eat in the morning. Am I a vampire?

Today I took the same life as my super handsome neighbour. Just me and him. I didn't realise it was him till I walked into the lift and I pressed my floor. I then stared stupidly at him, wondering why he did not press any button. I was listening to music then, but he must have said 'hi' or something like that. He smiled and turned left to his house while I turned right for mine. It only occurred to me that he spoke and smiled to me in the lift, while I watched him go. I am sure he must be in sec 4 or jc by now. Funny how he knew I was the girl-next-door and I didn't. It's not that I fancy him or what, though I must say he is very handsome. It's just, I think I don't put much heart and effort to little things around me. I always overlooked things which are important, assuming them to be minor things. Only to regret after that.

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