shock and elusive creatures

i’m still recovering from the exam shock i had a few hours ago. personally, i don’t understand people who can go out partying immediately exams. don’t they suffer from shock and depression? in the first place, i don’t understand people who can go out partying every other day. where the heck do they get their money and energy from? plus, don’t they ever feel that such partying gets boring after some time? of course, there’s a tinge of jealousy in me cos those partying people seems so happening.

back to exam shocks. this is probably the worst exam i ever had in ntu. before the exam i was such a wreck. my instructor saw me just before he went into the exam hall, and he very nicely asked me, “so, how is it?”

i gave him a typical singaporean student answer, “stressed.”

before he walked off, he told me, “nah, you’ll be fine.”

though that sounded quite assuring, i didn’t feel so assured when i saw the paper. it’s more or less screwed up. i seriously hope his prediction of me being fine comes true.

when i called the weiwei along the way home, she told me her laptop monitor has died. so she has to fix her screen, which wouldn’t be before next friday, cos that’s her last paper. so i wouldn’t be able to bug her, to entertain her, or to nag at her for the next one and a half week. meeeh.

and when i came home i had the shock of two huge tvs in the living room. cos somehow, the first tv sent yesterday from courts was faulty, so they had to deliver a second one. i reached home while mr-installer-in-a-bright-yellow-polo-shirt was setting the channels and my mum asked me to check with them some other stuff (cos my mum doesn’t speak english). so i did, in a state of shock and laziness. i was quite amused by the sight of myself lounging against the sofa like a king and asking them questions like i’m some high-authority person.

when the lights came on in my room, i had another shock. an active cockroach (those with twitching feelers always ready to fly) was poised on the wall at my bed, and my helpless pooh bears and nice clean pillows were in danger of being polluted by its evil aura. i whacked it with an old magazine, some of the magazine ink came off and is pretty much stuck on the wall, but the cockroach escaped.

to where, god knows.

i need to rest. too many shocks today.

and before i rest, it’s nice thinking about how nice people have been to me. my fyp mate msn-ed me yesterday, wishing me good luck for my paper. we were never close, cos fyp projects are not the perfect stuff to bond over and also cos we’re kind of different. so i was really touched when she remembered my last paper, when i don’t even remember telling them when it is. and when walking home, my group mates this semester nicely asked me if i wanted a ride home. being the anti-social being i am, i declined, cos i wasn’t in a sociable mood, though i was really happy they offered. at least they don’t hate me.

that’s right, everyone loves me, and i love myself.

now i can rest.