she sits around staring into space hoping that out of nowhere the particles and atoms would collide into each other and turn into the man of her dreams galloping in his white horse and come rescue her out of her misery. they would go to this faraway land where shreks exist and gorrillas give tight hugs (not too tight till suffocating) - because she doesn't like fake hugs - and all berries found can be eaten. and the weather would change according to her mood: snow when melancholy, sunny when exhilarated, breezy when she feels like playing frisbee, rain when she feels hopeful (because after rain you always see rainbow and rainbow resembles hope, to her at least).
and... and... and...
misery? what misery? petty little ones that probably everybody else complains about.
and...
and then she realizes she has work tomorrow and her exam is creeping up on her like millions of spiders crawling up her back, irritating horrifying and paralyzing but impossible to ward off. ugh how she longs for the bed and continue dreaming her silly unrealistic dreams because this is what she does for fun. her mind keeps wandering off, when right in front of her there's a 3-inch thick textbook waiting for her patiently. or, maybe not-so-patiently.
she's such a strange creature, even she herself has a tough time fathoming the whirling pool of thoughts. but whatev's. right now she's gotta slap herself silly and wake herself up.
getting back to chapter 37. aldehydes and ketones and their preparation and reactions. blame mr. chong (or choong) who traumatized her in organic chemistry. bahh.
counting down: 53 more days to go.
3 comments:
too tired to read through the whole article, but what's the countdown for?
rain: haha so tired arr. sleep first then read lah. :) hugs. the countdown is for my exam (to go to med school). aih~
quite a good way to relax yourself, keep it on
all the best for your test *huggies*
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