A DROP OF BLOOD IN A BOWL OF MILK

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Trouble Sleeping


It is two in the morning and once again, I am wide awake and am nowhere near being sleepy -- I blame this on my sleeping at 6am every day. This is not exactly unforeseen and is beginning to show in the manifestation of my monstrous eyebags.

I need to stop this deprivation of sleep, but how?


The mid-year examinations have been brought to a closure; expect my suicide note in a couple of days.

Not surprisingly, the past two months have been an uneventful blur. What little of it that i am able to recall at the moment : watching the World Cup, betting on the World Cup, losing money on the World Cup, overnight "study" sessions at Macdonald's with Sham and gang (Read: Playing Glenn's laptop), and NOT playing mahjong(!!!).

It's really too bad that laptops don't have longer lasting battery; maybe then i could load up internet explorer without having it turn itself off on me.


I think that if we ever did learn anything from secondary school (besides Ultimate Frisbee and how to feign illnesses), it was that procrastination does not and almost certainly never will pay off. Why then, do we not learn from past acts of folly and instead continue deluding ourselves that oh, I'll do this in a minute, I'll do this in an hour, I'll do this tomorrow? Maybe if we all actually sat down by ourselves and (and no, don't put your hands into your shorts) thought about our (sad) lives and what we do with it, we would eventually come to the frightful revelation that so much of our time was being carelessly discarded every time we put off doing something.

Sadly, we might never know what might have come about from our wasted opportunities (anyone who mentions opportunity cost is going to get a tight slap).

That having been said, I still want this T-shirt.

9 people know what's good for them.