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Tuesday, October 7

Smelling salt.

I don't know just how I am going to adjust to the rigours of school life once again. Yes, semester 2 starts next Monday, and judging by the timetable (released just at the perfect time to calm my spirits) for the new term, I don't think I can adjust. At all.

This narcolepsy is indeed sliding into another nightmare. Doctors say that we should have at least a week's worth of 'training our body clocks' to ensure that it will wake us up at the right time every day. I tried that last year, but apparently my body clock is evil.

Argh. Anyways, went for drama rehearsals on Monday. Everything was just peachy, our play got much better, so all in all, good job. Oh yeah, 'twas Hani's birthday too, so we celebrated at the start with some vanilla cake. And yes, never, ever, bring in any type of cake, pie, confectionery or sweets within an arm's distance of Hanaffi.

Tuesday (today) was rest day. Woke up at 1 p.m. I had to buy the groceries, because mom never has the time to cook again these days, what more bother with the groceries (yes, im staying at my house again). Got some chicken breasts, potatoes, and a couple of baguettes for making Devil's curry (got the recipe from Tri). Okay, this is a message to every spice lover out there. If you truly are a spice lover, and not just a spice lover because you think it's cool, you should arm yourself with at least a bottle's worth of Cayenne pepper. Cayenne. Have it in any spicy sauce or curry, and trust me, the result, is beyond, as in beyond, death. Ah...yeaah.

So after eating and cleaning up the mess in the kitchen, I watched the telly a bit. Chatted with dad on the phone during his tea break (wow, all those company perks), then before I knew it the doorbell rang, and mom said 'hi'. I had told her not to bring home take-away because of all the food we already had. Well, im glad that were back to our old selves. Good for us.

Oh, gotta check on the fish sitting in the oven. Were having salmon for supper. Wan out!

--wan.

Labels: drama, my world, problems with sleep

posted at 21:56