i'm alive!

i'm alive..? i'm...ALIVE! i've jz been resurected from the dead. the guy with the hood n hook has left the scene, the sun is up, n i'm smilling till my cheeks hurt. its the end of the war...war against being sleepy at 12+ but still forced to carry on to finish up the whole syllabus; war of not watching friends for one week; war of living like a zombie with a scheduled dying time; its THE END of the war of sem 2 finals!!!!! muahahahaha! ...nyek, *cough choke* n here comes the final sem--major killer. but i'm not gonna let that ruin my 2 weeks of unroutined life. though i've to finish up 6 chapters of law in this 2 weeks n hand in a media research report by the 1st week of skool, n also a super-thick-ENL-project by next sem.....*breathe in..* BUT ntg is going to stop me from having fun. woohooo!!!! holidays! come to mama~~ i watched more than 10 episodes of F.R.I.E.N.D.S. continueously today, while packing. it was so nice => unbelievable how that show can make me laugh till my stomach cramps n even make me cry...i mean seriously cry, not the laugh-until-cry cry(it was when ross n rachael broke up for the 1st time-season 3). i was enjoying myself in my room all day, still being swept away with the feeling of being free. i shifted my stuff to my new room(angela came to help with the heavy ones), n i was amazed that i was actually living in a room full of dirt! unseen dirt-under the cupboard, the bed, the CPU, my printer. yer.... and the poor lizards that lived with the dirt... eewwww... but then its good lizards were around, to help eat up stupid mosquitoes. one thing bad about them...they r not toilet-trained! they poop everywhere in the room, so i've to look properly where i step in case i step on land bombs that look like some tiny black thing shaped like a grain of rice. n not forgetting the inccident in the toilet! yuck! --i shall not relate that story here in public... too obscene. well, but i'm glad i finally get to clear up the place, n shift to a cleaner room. it was nice living in DG-25. great memories though it was jz a few months. the amount of liquid i've spilt on the floor...the number of insects i've killed in the room (grace's greatest fear is to hv any contact with insects, so i've to kill them all) i'll miss this room... well, i shall write more about the things i missed blogging about another time, to give u a break n make this blog look well proportioned. -over n out-