late night for yearbook

ah. coffee on cream. thanks to i don't know what the heck happened, i had to restart all over again. so fed up. i actually left the entire project alone for a week. two more weeks to deadline. fab.

anw, 2-3 hours of sleep. but i managed to stay awake in school the entire day. the only problem ( Which is a big problem considering our lack of time now) was that i could not really focus. and if i thought a bit too hard i'd get a headache.

i could not even coordinate my chopsticks properly at lunch and took much longer than the usual time to finish my meal. i almost fell down the staircase that leads from the lobby( er... foyer?) to the second level of the biz school.

guess this is what happens when one is not used to weird hours... yet. but i believe i will be accustomed to the weird hours in the weeks to come.

i'm ok now. i do forgive. i do get over things. i guess i've learnt certain things over a very short span of 3 days. and i'm glad i did. since it would be pretty much what can be expected in future. that days and nights would merge, that people can trample over you, that your efforts are not recognised.

made me stronger i guess. though it is just naturally human to hate rejection. but at least now i know that i can take things in my stride. and i can work within very tight constraints. that if i really put in the effort, i can get things done.

to those who showed concern? thanks everyone! cos without your encouragement i believe i would have been driven to the brink of insanity and i possibly would not have gotten anything done. at all.

oh yeah, thanks may for bothering to stay up so late with me. and grace? thanks for allowing me to turn up soooo late for project meeting and being soooo accomodating though i spent the entire day stoning away.

feeling quite awake after that long nap on the bus just now. supper anyone? '

thought of the moment:
invitation to indochine next wk. should i go?