History Repeats Itself..

I see a pattern happening in my life now...every sunday night and wed night, I go to sleep telling myself the same thing "Alvin, you WILL wake up by 0730 and you WILL go for your Linear Algebra Lecture and you WILL pay attention, take notes, understand everything and kick the asses of all the scholars when finals come."

Sadly, reality bites. I wake up at 0830, tell myself there is no point in going for a lecture halfway, go back to sleep and miss breakfast. This has been the case for the past month, with the exception of last monday where I did go for my lecture..I was late by 30 mins and after 1/2 hr, he ended the lecture. wth. And on the rare occasion I turned up. Some things are just not meant to be!

Anyway went for canoe-polo training this morning, realised sleeping for only 3 hours does have this effect of making you slow, sluggish and dazed..and being in a pool on a cold windy morning wakes you up immediately..

The day has breezed by and it's already almost time for dinner, and here I am happily blogging away, with 2 essays and 2 midterms looming over me in the coming weeks. I think I'll make it somehow..hmm..

To the class of 2SO2A, Yr 2001, you remember Jai Singh telling us how JC is the hardest part of our lives as students, and that uni would be a breeze compared to it...someone should go back to school and smack her candy ass for lying to us...I actually believed her..now I feel cheated..haha.

OK back to my essay...and this rain isn't helping either...

[headbanging to: Last Train Home - The Lost Prophets]