Wednesday, August 30, 2006 | 12:46 AM

I'm currently struggling with getting enough slp, getting to sch on time as frequent as possible, panicking cos tchr's day's coming and I've nt done a single thing unlike amantha and the rest of the wrld is prolly planning or have alr acted out their plans, getting the mood to mug and my losing connection with Bio. Yea, that's the list.

Anyway, sch is deadset killing me although its a miracle but I find it uncomfortable to stay home instead. While the tchrs are emphasising how close it's approaching and how we shld mug this and that, it has kinda been numb on me. I'm nt rebellious here in this case but it has got to do with alr experiencing this once. Yea so all the more I shld be prepared, and all the more ace it or smth. The word ace depresses me. If you've got as many cells up your brain as your big ass, then ace is smth you picture before recieving certs. Your pbm is prolly how many As. Oh wait now isn't that not my issue?

I kinda screwed Chem spa on monday. I forgot smth. It's just one thing but enough to cost me a whole mth or fears. Ok tt's exaggerated. I hate the sch's cleaners and their 'close-D block classrooms-as-soon-as-possible' practice. W/o fail they'll be there to sweep us off with their broomsticks by 4. So much so I have lost the mood to study in sch and knowing it's the promo/prelim period, there's helluva population in the library with many AA batteries generating noise to harness attention. SNORTS. Even w/ my nano, I'm not left untouched. The result? I'm at home sleeping in the afternoon aft failed attempts of staying awake due to drawing temptations frm the bed and its menacing accomplices, aircon and absolute silence. Absolute silence is absolute rubbish. Every sound made seems to be sucked up by the persistent, non-existing vacuum. yawns. Right, I'm getting some really sound sleep tonight cos looking at the timetable tmr, any sane man wld turn in like NOW.

awe-inspiring. touchdown.