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12 October, 2007
Stuff
Hey ho, let's go!
I finally had the time to blog again. Cool. I've been really tied up with stuff. Timetable's pretty tight now. And you know that.. Heh. Everyday, I'm just using only less then 4 hours to sleep. Like okay, school usually starts around 9am on the average, and it ends all the way to 3pm, or even later. When I said later, I really mean LATER. Heh. And then I would chill by the corridors at the benches doing stuff. Yeah, stuff. Enough said. Or for some days, I'd go climbing the rock walls to kill stress. And since it's the fasting month, breaking fast time is fixed around 6.50pm to 7pm. Then I'd head home, yada-yada.. And then there's the terawih part.. Which probably lasts till 9pm plus. So all in all, I only have the night time to do my other stuff. Heh. Well, I still have a family to spend time with, right? Help out with some chores, like the making of kuih raya (woots!), spring cleaning, etc etc.. So I'll only have the rest of the night, which is after everyone's asleep, to spend to myself. Everybody needs time alone too, you know.. Haha.. I'll be spending like 2-3 hours trying to catch up with stuff at school, read some online stuff, or maybe chat with the nocturnal people about stuff . Then sleep for awhile, before waking up around 4.30am for sahur. If I'm lucky, I'd get to sleep after that. If not, I'd just stare into the ceiling until the sun rises. And so the routine follows the next day, again and again and again..
Whoa cool.. I never thought I'd be a victim in a war against time. Time is moving so damn fast. In less than a day's time, it'll be Hari Raya. Cool! I totally miss those petite pineapple tarts.. So cute, so sweet, so mouth-watering.. *slurps* Ahaha..
Hmm.. It'll be another important day of the year. But apart from the tarts, there's still one more thing that I look forward to every single year. Its the hope that everything would be fine again between us and them. I know it's almost impossible. It's useless to even think about it.. But I just want peace between us all. No more deep grudges, no more animosity. Nothing. Why can't everything be put to place so easily again, like a kiddy's game of jigsaw puzzle? Shit. I'm thinking about it again. Fagg. I just hope they'll change..
But maybe you're right, Aziz. People almost never change, do they?
reminisced;
- 12:45 AM
