4th week

Time check, 2320hours. It's 9th of May 2010, Sunday night. I am currently done with my ECPRO work, finally. Forgot all about it during the weekdays, and only remembered after I got up from my nap just now. Guess what time did I have my nap? 6.40-9PM. I didn't believe I slept through Maghrib. If I slept through the night, I'd probably rushed my work tomorrow morning, and wouldn't have typed this drafted entry on my Notepad.

Starting from tomorrow, it is the beginning of Week 4. A month in school. I am still okay with the schedule because it's still "slack", but the work, I seriously buay tahan. There are tonnes of it. Eventhough I am dealing with two less module right now, compared to my others classmates and also during my Secondary School period, I just can't compare the work. Back  in Secondary School, your teacher pushed you to the limit a few weeks before exam starts, but here, it's different. Whether you have class test/quiz, semester exam, presentation, graded assignment or not, they give you tonnes of homework for you to drown in.

I might not appreciate it now, but maybe I will later, but as you know, I'm not the type to work hard on daily assignments. Procrastinate is what I really do. If you don't know, I've graduated from Procrastinator's High School 5 years ago. L o fucking l.

For now, I'm trying to get the hang of ENGMEC (Engineering Mechanics), EG2 (Engineering Mathematics Year 2) and COMPROG (Computer Programming). For ELTECH (Electrical Technology), I don't really feel it. I refuse to feel it. But.. I'm going to start revising it this week. Catch up with what I had missed on, and yeah..

(Edited on Monday (Got lost track of time) Tuesday 11 May 2010, 8:08PM)
Happy Birthday to Zhang Yu Ting (a.k.a Zhang Phelps, China Man, Pokemon, little kid, Zombie). 17 already, please don't act cute with me when you reply to SMSes please. Muehe.

The sentence below will not have anything to do with the above mentioned name, even though you think it is, it isn't. Confuse now, aren't you? Nyeehee, that's my motive.

Though getting over you will make me unconsciously get closer with you, I think getting over you is much much better, than having to face reality that you're not going to know how I feel about you though I made it obvious. You're such a dumb guy, do you know that?