tired

I'm tired.

Every morning at 0540 hours I will drag my sorry @$ out of bed, somehow manage to wear my uniform without screwing up, eat my breakfast without even being aware of what I'm putting into my mouth, pack myself into the sardine can that is service 27, walk across the aerobridge at Changi Airport without even taking a glimpse of the sights and sounds of Changi, hop into a freezing 36 that will whisk me to VJ land.

Then in VJ I will stone through assembly, then proceed to slack through tutorials and attempt to sleep in lectures but fail. Then as people talk to me it takes time for impulses to travel up and down nerves deadened by lack of sleep and I reply with mainly a shrug. Or 'ya'. Or 'mmm'. I spend most of my waking hours in school thinking about what I would give to lie in bed.

Then because I am half-dead I fail to pay full attention to what is going around me. The simple things in life that brighten up your day, for example, a nice and relaxing bus ride home, or appreciating a super lame joke, you sleep through them all. The cloudless azure blue sky, the fluffy white clouds, the golden sunshine are up there but you are just too damn tired to lift your head. Or your friends whom you meet in the small small world that is VJ but whom you unknowingly 'dao' because you are too tired to notice the people around you.

Year 2 life is damn hiong leh.

P.S School's getting a little bit monotonous nowadays....this calls for a little wild and wacky outing soon ;)

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