Every Sunday night, I go through the same routine.
Stressing myself up and scaring the shit out of myself.
I'm stressed up due to lesson plans and I'm scared shitless cos I'm always afraid I don't have the time to complete them!
I'm getting so sick of this feeling.
I'm surprised I'm not immune to it. It's been 5 weeks now.
Seriously, this just kills whatever passion you have in you.
And if you have zilch passion, I wish you good luck.

Such a shitty entry.

But I can't help feeling so depressed almost every Sunday night!
I wonder if I'm the only one feeling as such.
Ooooorrrrgggghhhhh...
Help me, please.

Was surprised to bump into Adzim last night during dinner with the fiance and his colleagues.
We were supposed to exchange contacts but somehow, we didn't. Think both of us were too busy eating. Heh.
Or maybe, he's just shy to approach me at the table.
Apparently he's seen me at Vivo before too.
Well, small world I say.

Just like how I just found out that the guy whose function is at my void deck used to be my friend from the Quran recital class.
I didn't know that he has shifted from St. George too until Abang Dan told me it's Yazid's function.
Small, small world.

By the way, does anyone know whether we have to file for graduation or not?
Cos I've not received any e-mails, letters or other forms of communication to inform us of anything!
So crap.

Oh well, that's life.
Weekends seem to fly by sooooo fast.
Crap.

Hello, hello.

If you're wondering where I've gone to, I'm still stuck here leading an exhausting life.
I sound so dreary.
Haha.
Well, there's only 7 weeks left.
I'm stressing the word only, just to make myself feel better.
Crap, it's not doing its job.

Anyway, I'm really grateful for the long weekend.
I had such a blast!
Doing what?
Nothing. Except to shop and slack.
But today had been tiring though.
I've been sitting here since I woke up this afternoon.
There's 1 more lesson plan to go for this week!
Then I can start planning for the next week.
Sighz, that doesn't exactly sound like such a great upcoming week.

Okay, enough shit talk about school.
I'm tired just thinking about it.

Oh! And I bumped into that someone while out shopping with Mum on Friday.
I think I turned around just in time to avoid eye contact.
I'm not sure if he saw me.
But it would have been too awkward if we were to meet each other eye to eye.
We would be forced to say hello.
It's so much better this way: avoid contact.

Stomach's rumbling.
Speaking of stomach, looking forward to that high tea date with Haslina this Saturday!
If she can make it of course.

This foodie thought is going to get me through the week.
At least, thoughts don't make you put on the calories...

Reading Haz's entry that there's 4/5 of practicum left to go somehow makes me feel a teeny bit better.
Cos 4/5 looks way better than 8 (weeks) although they mean the same thing.
It's definitely the numbers.

Term break starts tomorrow and I'm officially drowned in a million tasks to complete.
I've already written down the list of tasks to complete each day of the week.
Hope I can follow through.

I'm seriously tired. Already.

This entry makes me feel old.

Anyway, thanks Haslina for the date on Saturday.
Our relationship seems more complicated now.
But I know, we can still depend on each other.
There were times when I tend to keep to myself a lot simply because ultimately, I'm still an outsider and the meetups do make me feel out of place.
I'm not that chitty chatty kinda person and neither am I up for small talk.
But it's different when that relationship gets toned down to just friendship.
And I hope that our friendship remains that way, no matter how the relationship between us will turn out to be in time to come.

I miss those days.

It feels like a millennium since I've stepped into this realm.
Work's been real tiring and demanding.
Thank God breathing comes naturally, else I'd forget to breathe.

I'm already so drained and it's only the 2nd week.
I have 8 freaking more weeks to go.
In times like this, I feel that it's better to work in a desk-bound job.
At least that eliminates the bunch of zoological creatures that drains all the energy out from me.

I can't wait for Friday.
And I can foresee that the term break next week will be spent on coming up with lesson plans.
Yay.
At least it's a break from seeing those monkeys.

God, I can only pray for the best.
You decide what's best for me.
Help me get through this trying period.