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Sunday, March 13, 2011

I spent the day hunting books for my term essays in Jurong Regional Library, central library and science library in NUS. Tiredness is an understatement.

A friend commented that I looked tired when we met up over dinner few weeks ago. Her view was echoed by my hairstylist yesterday when I popped by for a much needed haircut before I went for tuitions. Indeed I feel rather lethargic these days. Currently, my life revolves around studies and tuitions, with 4-5 visits a week to the pull-up station and runs to keep me sane. One may be incredulous to learn that I lead such a mundane life, due to the popular perception that university students should have the time of their lives right now. Unfortunately, I am not privileged enough to enjoy what an undergraduate should by staying in hall, joining activities, going for SEP, etc without the need to earn his keep. I need money from tuitions for my expenses and future needs/wants. As studies and tuitions have already taken up most of my time, there is almost no time for other stuffs. I foresee this would be the routine till I graduate.

Why am I at home on a saturday night (now is already past midnight so technically speaking it should be sunday)? I should be hanging out somewhere/popping bottles in the ice at some club/cuddling up with someone dearest to me and enjoy some quality couple time. This is how saturday nights should be spent, but I guess it does not apply to my case yet.

At times when I feel dejected, I wish there is someone out there. To walk with me together so that the journey ahead is not that lonely. Is that too much to ask for?

No time to emo momo. March is a hell month for me as I have many deadlines looming around the corner. There are 3 term essays, 1 individual and 3 group projects due in the next few weeks. All these do not preclude tutorial readings which have to be read and analysed in order to prepare for tutorial discussions.

It could be the final semester for me so it is best I give my all, even if the outcome do not justify my efforts.

scribbled by Andrew on 1:00 AM

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