Yeahh, well. I’m sitting here on a lawn chair at TESL Square, waiting for the clock to strike two. We have Malaysian Studies at two. I’ve got nothing else to do, so might as well just use this time to post something up in my blog.

By the way, thanks to Din, our Class Rep for letting me use his laptop. Hee :)

We just had our lunch. Or rather, my friends just had their lunch. I didn’t feel like consuming anything other than fluid; losing my appetite probably? Ah, I don’t know~ I bought 2 pieces of guava from the cafe, with the thought that I should at least put some food in my stomach. But, nope. Even that didn’t taste good to me, so I ended up leaving the rest of the uneaten parts on the cafe table..

Gahh, anyway~ I’m still sick, I feel weak, I’m sweating but feeling cold. *sigh*

I arrived late to INTEC this morning, and so me and my roommate, Fida, had to wait to be the last two person to go through with our Speaking test. It was not that bad, I guess. I don’t know what to make of it. Urm, I suppose I could’ve done better? But… Okay, no, let’s just leave it at that, don’t want to make excuses for things that I’m not giving my best lately.

Then there was the Malaysian Studies test.. Okayyy, let’s just stop there shall we. Hah.

I wonder if I’m getting tired of this routine.. Waking up every morning to get dressed and get ready for class. Before the class, I’ll have my breakfast, and if I’m not able to make time for that, no breakfast or late breakfast then. After classes, there’s time for lunch. Then more classes, and back to college. Where I’ll sit in my room fretting about the assignments. Bla bla bla, and the wheel spins again, the same cycle of circular motion, only probably on a different kind of road.

I can’t help but think that there’s more to my life than just that. Yes, I strongly believe there’s truth in this statement. Except, maybe not now. When am I going to start living the extraordinary life? Life that is much more adventurous, more exciting.. Am I EVER going to experience this life I am dreading so much to have? Why? Am I not content with the one I’m living now? It’s wrong to not be grateful, and I’m not suggesting the opposite. I just… Hmm. What’s the point I’m trying to make here? I don’t know. I got lost in tracking my own thoughts.

Before I begin to ramble on towards no conclusion, might as well I end this post here. Maybe another post tonight? We’ll see.