...love is a state of grace, transcending time and space...

Currently listening to: State of Grace (Mystical) - Britney Spears

.flowerpower.
Monash Uniting Church, Princess Hwy, Sept 28 2008

Before we get all cheeky and excited because Spring is really here, let me get something off my chest.
Seizure alert. Don't say you haven't been warned.


I FREAKING HATE MKC2210!!!
I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I FREAKING HATE IT!!

*throws textbooks around the room in fury*


...Okay. At least that makes me feel better.
*takes in a deep breath*

But really. I have never felt this stressed-out and tired my whole life.
I'm a mess. Feels like now my life is in total disarray just because I've been putting myself on the line working my ass off for that demented MKC2210 during the past two weeks. I mean, a guy has its limits. All the way I've been trying to keep my sanity in check, but at the end of the day, I just couldn't stay sane. I've had enough. And all these ridiculous amount of workload and extremely high expectations set by the unit has finally taken a toll on me.

I. Have. Officially. Lost. It.

And oh no, I am so NOT exaggerating here. Try putting yourself in my shoes and you'll see what I mean. Like, seriously, people. Talk about severe uni depression. *sighs*
MKC2210 has just successfully ruined my life in just two weeks. My eating habit is screwed, I'm severely sleep-deprived, there are breakouts all over my face, my out-of-control emotions are only thisclose to experiencing a mental breakdown, and right now my room looks like a frikkin' dumpster, again.

Not to mention the fact that right now my body is showing freaky symptoms of stress-induced rashes. Scary red patches are appearing in my right shoulder area up to my collarbone, and those patches itch like hell. I am so gonna have to see a doctor tomorrow. *scratch scratch*

I never knew that Monash University could actually make such a huge mess out of a certain overworked Asian dork. *sighs*
Forgive my language expressions. Or structure. Or grammar. Or vocab. I'm too tired so shut up.

Anyway.
The mid-break is here. FINALLY. I'm gonna take as much time as I can to rest up and relax. Recharge my batteries, so to speak. It's been a while since I last got a chance to basically do nothing all day long and mope around the house acting like a total dork. It's time for my re-decorating plan to be put into action. Now that could possibly work.

Oh well.
It's almost midnight and I'm suddenly hungry. Toasted wholemeal bread with hazelnut spread, anyone?
No we know where all those excess fat comes from.*raises eyebrows*

Britney's new single is out, people!
The live-stream link to the song is on the sidebar, in case y'all haven't noticed.

I miss my home. I miss Mom. I miss my grandma. I miss my hamsters. I miss sleeping in my own super-comfy queen-sized bed. In miss the double pillows. And the softness of the mattress. And the warm comforter. And the adorable blue Spidey covers. *sighs*
It pains me to think that right now my parents are happily frolicking across Turkey and Eastern Europe enjoying their holiday while I'm stuck Down Under mourning over my own depressed, pathetic life.

*sobs quietly*
Reality bites. And it hurts.

Nite, everyone.