Thursday, September 20, 2001

Humming to: Seal - Kiss From A Rose

In stats lab again, participating in experiments. Feeling pretty slack right now, some side-effects from pub-hopping last night - if going to 2 pubs can be counted as pub-hopping. Met Samuel for that purpose, we had chicken rice at one of those quiant roadside kopi tiams along Victoria Street, then Broadwalk @ Marina Square, whacked one jug of guinness draught while watching crappy 'Who Wants To Be An Idiot On National TV' on one of their small fuzzy TV screens. I'm SURE Hemingway wrote 'War and Peace' - yah. rightttt. Bloody idiot. Paulaner's after that, and I was feeling really high by then. Got home, couldn't even stay up to watch TV, my head was spinning and a thousand horses seemed to be pounding around in my brain. Frazzled and collapsed onto bed.

Pol sci essay and presentation due on Monday, along with a bio quiz on the same day, plus stats mid-term on Tuesday. Talk about stressed. Hafta bi4 guan1 in cen library for the next 2 days I think.

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There lies a greying tower alone on the sea
And you, became, the light on the dark side of me

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