Friday, June 1, 2007

bike jousting?

It's been a loooog day, to say the least. Woke up early to get some last-minute studying done before my exam at eleven (yes, I've resorted to doing the very thing I always promised myself never to do). On my way to the exam room I stopped by the bookstore because I realized this past week the only thing that will keep me sane this year is 'pleasure reading.' So I splurged and got Thomas More's Utopia. It's been one of those books I've always wanted to read, so that's my big plan for the three-day weekend -- I'm excited. I WAS gonna go get West Wing Season 6 and watch 16-hours of pure unadulterated TV as per tradition after an exam (to purge my mind of all things school-related), but...

I'm sick. Ugh. After my exam Kirsty and I went out to lunch to a restaurant by the beach. I had two hours until I had to be back on campus for a lecture, but -- well, to cut a long story short, we got to the restaurant at 1.30pm and our pizza didn't come out till 2.40pm and by that time I had to head back (they felt so bad they didn't charge us, which is an upside, I guess). So no lunch... and then work... and while I was at work tonight, I could feel that pre-cold/flu, not fully sore but strangely... engorged? Is that the right word? Engorged throat feeling you get before you just know you're gonna be sick. And then by the end of the night, my nose was full-on running and my throat was just plain sore.

Hence, probably won't be doing the West Wing thing this weekend (bummer) but Utopia will keep me entertained, I hope.

The exam itself? It was alright, I guess. But I never dwell on exams after they're done. I'm just glad it's over and I can finally stop studying or thinking about how I should be studying. I can just... sleep. Nice. Here's to a weekend of staying in my pyjamas (with the exception of going to the gym, if I'm not too sick). Not as exciting as "bike jousting" as is the plan for a classmate of mine (guys do the weirdest things) but it's exactly what I've been missing these past three months.


p/s - I wish Joe Fox would bring me daisies when I'm sick!

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