Early in the morning!

I've been trying, for the last 3 weeks or so, to wake up early.

The problem was, I had been sleeping late. And it just gets worse. From 1am to 2am, then 3am, 4am and next thing you know, I was sleeping only when the sun was starting to rise up. It was bad. Very baaaaaad.

So one day, I slept early, thanks to some booze.

I woke up at 12noon. The same. No difference. Argh!

Until yesterday! I decided I got too sleepy while preparing for my exams and reading my notes. So I head to bed and TADA, I got up at 8.30am today.

I am so proud of myself.

Managed about 45mins of work.

And now, I shall go reward myself with a morning Starbucks latte!

I'm a happy girl. *skip to my lou*

Packing up, up, UP!

I like packing. In fact, I love packing. I can pack waaaay in advance and find reasons to re-pack again, and again, and again.

Say for example, this BIG trip I'm going on. I started packing 4 months in advance. Yup, I'm all about 80% done with a little more than a month to go. And get this, I even create lists to help me pack.

But there is also packing that is not that fun.

Packing my room, for example, is a chore. No fun. At all.

And I kinda have to pack it up before I leave, seeing as to I won't be around for about a year. But looking around the room now...makes me sleepy.

And so I procrastinate. Another day. And another day.

And each time I wait another day, things pile up slowly.

I know! I shall make a timeline for when I need to do what! I love timelines too!!!

And lists. Did I mention I love to create lists?

Living on the Edge...or a Prayer?

*le sigh*

I wouldn't want to say that my biggest fears are coming true, because my tongue holds power. So what I don't want to happen, I will not say.

However, I do want to whine a bit.

I had this grand plan in my head. A plan which would start 6 months ahead and would prepare me for greatness. Problem with plans is, they never happen EXACTLY the way you want.

So I've had bits and pieces of this plan coming to fruition, while the other bits are kinda falling through. Falling. Not fallen.

And now, with less than 2 months to go, and because of some miscalculation and lack of awareness on my part, I am made to sit and wait for at least another 2 weeks before I can get another go at it. Booooo!!!

So, I'm living on the edge. And a little worried.

I keep reminding myself to cast my worries and cares onto Him, and enjoy the next couple of weeks, which would be really exciting and happening! Since He has brought me so far, He'll also bring me there. THERE.

So there. in 2 weeks' time, I will head down to 'that office' and submit all the stuff, and it shall be fine. And then, a few days later, I will be told that I am given the green light and it's all systems go!

I thank the Lord, and claim favour and all things good.

In Jesus' name, AMEN!

That's it. I'm sick!

Boo...

There are 2 things I really hate.

1. A sore throat.

2. A cold = runny nose

I don't really know what happened. Probably was a result of the weekend binge on heaty food. Let me see, what did I have? A hearty McDonalds breakfast, some bacon aglio olio, and chix wings? I suppose I didn't drink enough water or ate enough fruits and vegetables. Sunday night was when I started downing water like there's no tomorrow. Monday came, and I went for class with a hint of a sore throat.

Yesterday (Tuesday) was spent trying to rest and heal the sore throat. By the evening, I started sneezing like there is no tomorrow.

Alas, there IS a tomorrow. And today was it.

I developed a runny nose.

So, all those Difflam lozenges, Panadol Cold tablets, those spoonsful of normal Pi Pa Gao and special (Luo Han Huo) Pi Pa Gao and the 1000mg of vitamic C did nothing for me. At least until today, there is no visible sign of getting better. The sore throat is still sore (though not painful at least), and the nose is kinda blocked.

Baaa...I hate being sick. I'm feeling all lethargic and I haven't even started on my grading yet.

This sucks.