So I have just decided to settle down after spending a day on my proverbial feet. AND for some parts, the actual.

The week has been a pain. What hurts more is the brick that hits you between the eyes that comes with the realization that things are just beginning to heat up. We have not even reached the threshold of iMed activities yet, but I can sense that I'm nearing my own peak. Then comes the avalanche. Oh well. We do what we have to do. I'll not give up just yet.

I have dedicated the week for Bio Lab. And everything was gravy. I read a lot of Hyman's blurbs about this and that, but I had a hard time containing them. Now I have to stay up for 3 more exams! Such is life...

Nothing happened much over the last couple of days. Except for this constant hum in my head that's stcuk ever since I started my share of official duties as the class' Culture Rep. My gawd, you wouldn't believe the things were supposed to do. But I think it has its perks. What they are, I'm still in the process finding out, though.

The Lady Med Coronation Night is still more than a month away but the preparations are now under way. I can't say I'm very excited, though. We got METAL and I think that's fabulous and all, but the WHO part is still in question. So many people can't commit and I understand them. So what do we do about this? Oh well, I hope we come up with somebody. And soon.

I paraded around Rob with my newly acquired cat skeleton today. Paraded because I held that damn instead of putting it in my teeny bag. I didn't think I'd like cat bone powder so there. I must say, I received a good portion of stares from the mall's faithful patrons! I entered a shop because my mom was asking me to buy something from there. I was shook out of my stupor by the clerk's inquiries. She (or he?) even frothed at the mouth at the thought of decorating her house with the skeleton! Such people...

My legs are killing me. Pingpong was hot today. I think I have improved. Operational word: THINK. And we were forced to do slave loops. (I have coined this phrase. Slave loops is when you all give your balls [the plastic ones] to the teacher. Then she settles at one side of the table. You end up lining up at the other side. She serves [or eventually throws] the ball then you receive. Then it's the next person's turn while you pick up [or scamper after] the ball that you just hit propelled towards the teacher's side if the table.) It was fun at first, but when you end up with a keyed-up [or extremely annoyed and disappointed] instructor you'll think you'd rather go take a shower. Again, my legs are killing me. Still.

I'm so happy that now D and C (dilation and curettage?) are now Back Together. They're so happy and I think they're thinking about having kids soon. HAHA. Anyway, they're cool (or hot?) and all, but somehow I get the feeling that they just blow up the fact that I don't have someone. Oh well.

I will defo watch HP5 alone.

I'm dying to finish a book. And Hyman's blurbs is not the one I'm talking about. COME ON, NOVEMBER!

And now I can't think of anything to say.