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It was a Lonely Thursday fuelled by a can of Red Bull downed in the car on the way to college. :/

OK so I was exaggerating the loneliness a little, but sigh it was as if I’m pushed back to being the new student all over again when I have to enter 4 tutorial classes in a single day without a partner-in-crime or something similar. For instance, during my 8am Financial Markets tutorial, I was sitting 2nd row from the front (no one sat at the front row) all by my own – before a random stranger sat 2 seats away from me. I’m not particularly concerned if I’ve a friend or not in that class because at that moment, my mind felt strangely warped – it’s as if I was being forced to be awake artificially when all I really needed was a few more hours of rest, when I only slept about 4 hours plus beforehand. And even though that class was deathly boring, I didn’t feel sleepy at all, all thanks to Red Bull.

Then came my Quantitative Analysis class in the computer lab where I sat next to a girl, whose name I later learned was Rebecca when I volunteered to pass up her tutorial assignment for her (yeah I’m quite the gentleman wtf). QA class was mildly exciting as we got to use the computer, although not that much – I just went online on MSN on Meebo during break and chatted with Soon Guan, Jon, and Shawn.

And when class ended, I don’t know why but it was soo terribly difficult to let these words escape my mouth: “Wanna have lunch together?” directed towards Rebecca. I let several minutes slipped by by pretending to surf the Net padahal I was randomly clicking links everywhere, then finally I just stood up, bade her goodbye and made some small talk like what class she’d be having later etc (ooh same Price Theory tutorial at 1pm) and walked out alone.

No I wasn’t interested in her – I just needed a lunch partner wtf. I was afraid I’d come out as trying to ask her out on a date or something (in the romantic setting of the college cafeteria) – there’s really no reason to be so self-conscious, I suppose, but I can’t help it lah. It always happened especially ‘round girls. And when putting my hand(s) around a girl when snapping photos or something I’d do it quite delicately without exerting too much pressure ‘cause scared they’ll take it the wrong way and scream molest or something wtf digressing and think too much.

I walked out from my comp lab and stumbled onto this Malay guy who was in 1 or 2 of my classes last semester, chatted for a bit, then picked up the LAST copy of R.AGE (albeit slightly tattered) to read while I’m eating alone in the cafeteria huhu while others were eating in groups. But not too long after I finished a mediocre claypot-ful of kuey teow soup, Khai Shin came =D to pass the money she collected yesterday from our financial calculator business.

And then FAC dropped by. And then this new transfer student from Taylor’s Business School. AND lemme relate the actual story of my fugly hair: I saw said student in our first Price Theory lecture whom Khai Shin was talking to, noticed his cool-looking hair and wanted to emulate that (actually wanted to do that kinda hairstyle for some time already, just didn’t know how to direct the hair stylist to cut it that way), immediately after my class I went to iCube, told the hair stylist as best as I could, and he prolly misunderstood it or something and delivered this super fugly hair to me. T________T

But anyway we had a nice short chat together, and one of the topics revolved around how they were suspecting that the Malaysian Company Law lecture is gay (initiated by – who else – FAC) and made light-hearted jabs at him.

At 1pm I pulled myself to the Price Theory tutorial (went into the wrong class at first, which explained why no one entered the classroom at all). Our lecturer was late for 20 minutes citing lunch reasons (Rebecca who was sitting next to me said it was pretty typical of her), then let us off 40 minutes earlier WTF. And I had no clue wtf was going on in the lesson.

By that time I was yawning and felt a little tired, but then I went lepak-ed around some more at the computer lab, then went back to class for the last tutorial of the day – Business Finance. Boring like fuck (was sitting alone again T_____T) and I wasn’t sleepy at all, looks like the Red Bull really works as advertised.

Class was dismissed an hour earlier (it’s a 2 hour and a half class) ‘cause it was just covering a short 1st topic, then I collected more money from students who want to purchase the calculator (including one last minute foreign student whom I nearly missed out ‘cause she phoned me a few minutes before my mum arrived to pick me up) – by then my wallet was bursting full with nearly RM3,000 cash, felt a little uncomfortable walking around with so much money on my body.

Went to the Maybank ATM at Taipan (they were transferring money out from the ATM machines, piles and piles of money were being dumped into plastic bags) which was guarded by security guards with shotguns. Then reached home at about 5.30pm, went online for a while, slept for a grand total of 30 minutes, ate dinner, then went for Chinese class at 8pm.

And I still didn’t feel the exhaustion hitting me yet! 0_o

Even now as I type, I didn’t feel the anticipated fatigue to hit me after a ridiculously long day studying 5 different things. Sememangnya Red Bull-leh wtf.

Edit: After waking up, my head felt really heavy and I was in such a daze. My energy and vigour supplied by Red Bull yesterday had probably been emptied out, and then some.