A little understanding

Sorry for the lack of updates, but until my bunch of fucking deadlines for assignments and print ad are over this week, I don’t think I can even spare time to sit down and blog properly.

I’m coughing like an old geezer right now and I find it excruciatingly difficult to breathe properly. My right nose seems to be partially bleeding inside for god knows what reason, maybe hey my nasal cells in my right nostril decided among themselves that this is the right time to implode on my nasal skin. My head is numb, trying to cope with all these tension and external stress.

So Friday night I went wine-tasting with Shawn, Heng, Andy, Esther. Went to Jess’ place thereafter, then the rest minus me and Shawn headed to Angela’s place to celebrate her birthday before the minutes are up.

Saturday, attended replacement class for Malaysian Studies from 10am-12.30pm (I reached there with Andy 30 minutes late) where an amazing number of five people turned up, including yours truly, out of the usual 66. Mahjong at night from 9.30pm till 3am.

Sunday, Wai Hong’s birthday. Dropped by at his house in the afternoon with Shawn with his gift till about 3pm plus, back home to resume my print ad, at almost 9.30pm dropped by again to pick up my Jay Chou CD+DVD after Ding collected it from me while I was bathing earlier (caught the huge lot of them posing with cigarettes), went to Yen’s place with Andy to get help from her to develop ideas which we are grateful for, back home again at almost 11.30pm.

I’m tired to have to please every-fucking-one for their sole fulfilment, entertainment, and utmost pleasure while these people overlooked mine, as if I have nothing better to do than making up elaborate stories that I have 6,152,568,130 assignments and projects to do.

Maybe I’ll wake up later and laugh, “Huhu, I’m just a little extra sensitive when I’m a little stressed out, and a little sick”, but right now all I want to do is to punch each of you in the face and jump beneath my blanket while clutching it tightly to sleep.

Right now, all I plead is a little understanding.

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Edit: This pic was obtained from Jon, after I paid a short visit to WH’s place at night yesterday.

Smokers in action.