Sleepless fun
Thursday night = 2.5 hours of sleep
Friday night = 6 hours of sleep
Saturday night = 7 hours of interrupted sleep
Average over 3 nights = 5 and a bit
SO TIRED
Parties. Excitement. Enjoyment. Crashing. Brain malfunction. Communication break down. Thoughts jumbled. Too much play, not enough sleep to repair and regulate. All the aftermath of the goodness of the start of the holidays are now creeping up on me. Can't avoid it. Deserve it. Unpreventable.
Thursday night was Allied health.
Friday was a mass clean up day. After the testosterone amp, the house also went into dirt amp. So out came my trusty friends- rag, vacuum cleaner and mop- who helped me cleaned up my room, a bit of the living room and the kitchen. Ahhh... a clean kitchen is just so satisfying to look at/go into. After the big clean, I bid goodbye to Ben (who was flying out that night with his brother, Winston, to Hong Kong for holidays) and walked into the city. Public holiday = lousy public transport day = walk into city. Took only 1 hour. Wore the wrong shoes, raw soles of feet aplenty. Sigh. Finally got back to Bull Creek and met my family and some friends for an awesome dinner. Mum is such a good cook when she wants to be. Ahhh... loved it.
Saturday was a day of fate. I decided that I should go jogging that morning, and luckily, I did. Woke up at 6.30am and went for a jog (utterly tranquil), and received Arthur's text at around 7am about going to Maccas for breakfast. Someone was craving a good fix of unhealthiness. So we met up and went for food, where we happened to bump into Elmer. Totally in the realms of fate. After I went home and watched a few episodes of 1 Litre of Tears, Jane rang and came by. We caught up and had lunch. Another round of fate. After that was the attendance of my dance buddy Grace's wedding, where I witnessed the most beautiful fated event of her marriage to Peter. The couple's wedding was a blast. They were both most definitely, utterly, insanely beautiful; and I enjoyed the celebration a lot. The food, the dancing, the photo taking... just being present was awesome enough. Ahhh... made me feel that fate is definitely in our lives... without being able to explain it.
Sunday morning meant waking up at Belle's place (yet another sleep over... Belle's house is seriously turning into my second home... I feel like I'm troubling her family so much... sigh), and my coffee date with Ron totally died, so I hung out with Belle and her father. It was a nice day and we ate and shopped... and visited Wen at his shop. Fairly spontaneous and random. Spending time with Belle is simply awesome though, so it didn't matter what we did. I had fun.
In summary, I am very tired. Doing too much, sleeping waaaaay too less. Very worth the not sleeping though, I must say. Teehee. Love holidays. Opportunities are endless.
Now is time to start studying. Am officially freaking out. So much to do, so little time. Need to spend time with family too. Sigh. Juggling everything... love it, but also stressed out about it.
Thursday night was Allied health.
Friday was a mass clean up day. After the testosterone amp, the house also went into dirt amp. So out came my trusty friends- rag, vacuum cleaner and mop- who helped me cleaned up my room, a bit of the living room and the kitchen. Ahhh... a clean kitchen is just so satisfying to look at/go into. After the big clean, I bid goodbye to Ben (who was flying out that night with his brother, Winston, to Hong Kong for holidays) and walked into the city. Public holiday = lousy public transport day = walk into city. Took only 1 hour. Wore the wrong shoes, raw soles of feet aplenty. Sigh. Finally got back to Bull Creek and met my family and some friends for an awesome dinner. Mum is such a good cook when she wants to be. Ahhh... loved it.
Saturday was a day of fate. I decided that I should go jogging that morning, and luckily, I did. Woke up at 6.30am and went for a jog (utterly tranquil), and received Arthur's text at around 7am about going to Maccas for breakfast. Someone was craving a good fix of unhealthiness. So we met up and went for food, where we happened to bump into Elmer. Totally in the realms of fate. After I went home and watched a few episodes of 1 Litre of Tears, Jane rang and came by. We caught up and had lunch. Another round of fate. After that was the attendance of my dance buddy Grace's wedding, where I witnessed the most beautiful fated event of her marriage to Peter. The couple's wedding was a blast. They were both most definitely, utterly, insanely beautiful; and I enjoyed the celebration a lot. The food, the dancing, the photo taking... just being present was awesome enough. Ahhh... made me feel that fate is definitely in our lives... without being able to explain it.
Sunday morning meant waking up at Belle's place (yet another sleep over... Belle's house is seriously turning into my second home... I feel like I'm troubling her family so much... sigh), and my coffee date with Ron totally died, so I hung out with Belle and her father. It was a nice day and we ate and shopped... and visited Wen at his shop. Fairly spontaneous and random. Spending time with Belle is simply awesome though, so it didn't matter what we did. I had fun.
In summary, I am very tired. Doing too much, sleeping waaaaay too less. Very worth the not sleeping though, I must say. Teehee. Love holidays. Opportunities are endless.
Now is time to start studying. Am officially freaking out. So much to do, so little time. Need to spend time with family too. Sigh. Juggling everything... love it, but also stressed out about it.
Still love holidays =)
Hui Hui ^^b
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