TOUGHSTUFF: I KID YOU NOT!

Right. So today was one of those rare instances where we actually got to the lecture theather in time for our lectures, though I must say I actually woke up a little later than usual. The first lecture (homeostasis) was a pain in the gluteus, if not for the lecturer--even so the constant repetitive nature of the slides was testing my ability to fall asleep in class (a skill I had to let go after seeing the fees for medschool, if you get what I mean). I did, however, manage to take fairly decent notes this time around due to the fact that some (okay, most) points were repeated again and again.

The second lecture was somewhat much more engaging, but I can hardly see the relevance of studying "Personality", especially in my particular field. But that's my opinion, anyway. Nevertheless I still felt like nodding off, but that's normal, considering the number of hours I slept that night.

Lunch was normal by usual standards; but I bought the ginormous cookie they sold on the cafeteria upstairs (my fave snackspot)and essentially had that for lunch. It was also my first meal of the day, mind--so I guess it's pretty obvious how I keep my figure. I just don't feel hungry today, i guess.

And then it's practice again with my band: My other two vocalist and the bassist abandoned the group (well, one was casting her vote in the embassy, so she's forgiven) so we had to look for another bassist. A new guitarist joined our ranks as well, so that probably was not too bad after all.

Practice was actually teetering on tedious, which is strange, considering how I usually enjoy them; but we had to do it, after all the performance is tomorrow. The new bassist was somewhat a noobie, but really, we can't blame anyone for NOT knowing some songs--it probably means they are nonconformists in the sense that they are not swayed by trends (see, I can be positive too) and probably do not listen to what is deemed 'popular'. But there am I again, rambling.

Sowe practiced song after song aftersong, which ultimately was fruitless; tried Avril's "when you're gone" (too bad for my image, says Jonny) David Cook/MC's "Always be my baby" ("Sucks," to quote Paul) and we even tried "This is how we overcome" (but some protested due to wrong motives,i.e. for self glorification or something though I personally don't see anything wrong with performing it) but ultimately we settled for the less complicated "Collide".

By the end of the practice I'm pretty sure we'd be doomed tomorrow. But I'm trying to stay positive.

Went home to find a new fridge waiting for me--the old one ceased to function suddenly, for which I have no idea why. As usual, afternoon naps were due.

Woke up to a phonecall from mum: looks like we're still on speaking terms. Umobile's apparently being a bitch for billing me for their service which I must stress I never used much, and the only reason for me having owned a number was because it was given to me on a basis of trial. I'm gonna settle it this Saturday, 'cause really, I dont have the time for something as trivial as this.

Had steamboat for dinner with my mum's sister's families, thought by the time I arrived what was left was the veggies and probably a few measly pieces of meat. More was ordered later, but even so I hardly had much meat--some were just better than me with their chopsticks.

Animeslut and Elusive Housemate was studying out on the dining table by the time I got back, so naturally followed suit, since I am somewhat susceptible to peer pressure. I, however, did not last long enough and I ended up tapping on my DS after all. I had to later retrieve my pants from the windowstill outside Animeslut's room as it flew away from the clothesline; managed to scrape my boobies against the windowstill in the process. Needless to say it was painful and I'm pretty sure its as close as possible to rubbing sandpaper against my nipples. (FYI I have not tried that before and I don't intend to.)

Well, that's all for today. Now excuse me as I nurse my raw manboobs to health.