firedrill.

0630 wake up, brush teeth, wash up, change.
till 0700 pack bag, look at time, wait for fire alarm to ring

floor tutor came out: hey guys, let's go down anyway, our alarm not working, scheps' fire alram sounding.

-strolls to royal parade-

sigh. i can't believe it lah..but well, it was the CROWDIEST brekkie ever.

having another 8am lecture tmr. funnily this week's lectures are so much easier to catch up upon. probably feeling less uptight cos lesser things to prepare for tutes. rather, nothing much to prepare other to read up! and i have my report to do. damn.

studying has taken on a whole new meaning. now, we're studying and researching so much. no more spoon-feeding. lectures aren't the same as those in As... we can't fall asleep. each and everything that the lecturers say is important! tutorials can't be attended with a sealed mouth. some tutes have people having to SHOUT just to get their point across. i'm thankful that my PBL group isn't that aggressive.

test coming next week. just a MCQ test. but i bet everyone is going to mug for it. me too. i'm a mugger. whee.

listening to choir songs, listening to carols... and missing choir.

oh wells. i don't know what to say already.

am i having fun? that seems like what people think? fun is fun .. but when u can't finish studying... and u keep wanting having fun? it's not fun afterall. but i'm not complaining or anything. i'm enjoying myself. but there should be a stop in enjoyment?

going to warrnambool this weekend..maybe i should mug there. woohoo.

tiredness leads to cynicism.