And when the night falls in around me
I dont think I'll make it through
I'll use your light to guide the way
Cause all I think about is you
I'll use your light to guide the way
Cause all I think about is you
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Ok, I can't resist the urge to rant anymore. This weekend was the coup de grâce. For starters, I have a dreadful, dull recurring pain in my shoulder that kicks in whenever I lift my right arm. Yes, that means while typing this too.
With the exams approaching like an unstoppable tidal wave, I decided that I really should make some preparations in order not to be completely crushed.
Friday was perfect, curriculum day so we got the day off. Started off casual, finished off some side homework from school, even got a few games of dota in. Then came Friday night, I thought I would take a look at Uni Bio, since it was the first exam for me in two weeks time. It was then it occurred to me just how much content there was in the course. Fine, lets get started. 30 lectures, not that much.
3 lectures later, its 2am and I have a headache. Never mind, I have the whole weekend ahead of me! I should just have a good nights rest, do it tomorrow. Only a slight nagging feeling.
Saturday morning, start working after chores at about 12pm. One and a half days, thats 36 hours! No problem right? And then I remember there's church on Sunday morning. Pfft, I'll just walk home after, none of that hanging around business.
In waltzes mum, and with a malicious sneer on her face, tells me about some concert I somehow agreed to go to at some stage of my life, or before. "And we're leaving at 6". (Brain: It seems we have hit some minor air pockets, mild turbulence is to be expected, please remain seated and observe the seatbelt sign.) "Oh, it goes 'till 10". (Brain: This is panic control speaking. The situation is still managable, passengers are advised to stay calm.) Oh, its in the city. (Brain: The crew will now take their seats and fasten their seatbelts as we navigate through this freak electrical thunderstorm.) "Oh, we're going with our church friends". (Brain: This is glen to control tower. Mayday, mayday.)
It was a concert with Guy Sebastian and the Australian Philharmonic Orchestra. It wasn't bad, but the circumstances made it terrible. Everyone came out oohing and aahing at Guy. "Ooh, so versatile." "Aah, what a voice." "Thats my nephew!". Honestly, nothing against Guy, but I thought that it was average. His voice isn't THAT magnificent, and the Philharmonic Orchestra didn't blend quite as well with his songs. (I still oohed and aahed as was required.)
So everyone decides to wait around for Guy to come out. Concert ends at 10.30, 11.30 still no Guy. And then pastor comes along and says "w00t lets go makan". Reach there 12am. Eat/talk/stone till 1.30am. "Oh yeah, church tomorrow right? Better go home."
Had to be in church by 9.30am, prepare presentation and projector. Got home at 12.30pm. (This is Sunday for those who lost track. I know I did.)
Resume work.
At the end of it, I finished 17 lectures worth of summarries, took up about half my exercise book. (About 50 pages of summary notes). One weekend.
Oh, don't worry. You're about halfway through.
Did I mention I had SCHOOL homework and SCHOOL exams too?
It is 11.30pm Sunday night as of now. "GG" would be an appropriate interjection at this point.
Bye.
P.S. I am rather proud of the fact that I managed to abstain from caffeine to keep me alive this weekend. (Despite the use of numerous other energy supplements including but not limited to: chocolates, sweets, mints, milo, up & go (high energy breakfast drink), nutella, and yes, even glucose.)
Chao mugger.
Ok, I can't resist the urge to rant anymore. This weekend was the coup de grâce. For starters, I have a dreadful, dull recurring pain in my shoulder that kicks in whenever I lift my right arm. Yes, that means while typing this too.
With the exams approaching like an unstoppable tidal wave, I decided that I really should make some preparations in order not to be completely crushed.
Friday was perfect, curriculum day so we got the day off. Started off casual, finished off some side homework from school, even got a few games of dota in. Then came Friday night, I thought I would take a look at Uni Bio, since it was the first exam for me in two weeks time. It was then it occurred to me just how much content there was in the course. Fine, lets get started. 30 lectures, not that much.
3 lectures later, its 2am and I have a headache. Never mind, I have the whole weekend ahead of me! I should just have a good nights rest, do it tomorrow. Only a slight nagging feeling.
Saturday morning, start working after chores at about 12pm. One and a half days, thats 36 hours! No problem right? And then I remember there's church on Sunday morning. Pfft, I'll just walk home after, none of that hanging around business.
In waltzes mum, and with a malicious sneer on her face, tells me about some concert I somehow agreed to go to at some stage of my life, or before. "And we're leaving at 6". (Brain: It seems we have hit some minor air pockets, mild turbulence is to be expected, please remain seated and observe the seatbelt sign.) "Oh, it goes 'till 10". (Brain: This is panic control speaking. The situation is still managable, passengers are advised to stay calm.) Oh, its in the city. (Brain: The crew will now take their seats and fasten their seatbelts as we navigate through this freak electrical thunderstorm.) "Oh, we're going with our church friends". (Brain: This is glen to control tower. Mayday, mayday.)
It was a concert with Guy Sebastian and the Australian Philharmonic Orchestra. It wasn't bad, but the circumstances made it terrible. Everyone came out oohing and aahing at Guy. "Ooh, so versatile." "Aah, what a voice." "Thats my nephew!". Honestly, nothing against Guy, but I thought that it was average. His voice isn't THAT magnificent, and the Philharmonic Orchestra didn't blend quite as well with his songs. (I still oohed and aahed as was required.)
So everyone decides to wait around for Guy to come out. Concert ends at 10.30, 11.30 still no Guy. And then pastor comes along and says "w00t lets go makan". Reach there 12am. Eat/talk/stone till 1.30am. "Oh yeah, church tomorrow right? Better go home."
Had to be in church by 9.30am, prepare presentation and projector. Got home at 12.30pm. (This is Sunday for those who lost track. I know I did.)
Resume work.
At the end of it, I finished 17 lectures worth of summarries, took up about half my exercise book. (About 50 pages of summary notes). One weekend.
Oh, don't worry. You're about halfway through.
Did I mention I had SCHOOL homework and SCHOOL exams too?
It is 11.30pm Sunday night as of now. "GG" would be an appropriate interjection at this point.
Bye.
P.S. I am rather proud of the fact that I managed to abstain from caffeine to keep me alive this weekend. (Despite the use of numerous other energy supplements including but not limited to: chocolates, sweets, mints, milo, up & go (high energy breakfast drink), nutella, and yes, even glucose.)
Chao mugger.
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