Exam

Blur me... I forgot that we usually go into the exam hall 5 or 10 minutes earlier.

I didn't want to leave the house so early, because the waiting always made me anxious, and anxiety has a way of messing up the facts in my head. So this sem I decided that maybe I should just walk to uni since all the papers are in the morning session, and the sun is supposedly not harmful in the morning. To spare myself the waiting and the building anxiety.

So anyways, I totally forgot that we are supposed to be there early, and clever me, I left the house at exactly 8.30. Now, it takes around 20 minutes to walk there, if I am walking slowly. And today, of all days, I decided that there is no need to rush. So I was walking slowly.... mana tau whenever I wanted to cross the roads, the roads were swamped with rushing cars. In the end, I ended up waiting for quite some time, thus it ended with me reaching uni and into the exam hall like.... 10 seconds before the invigilator announced that we can now start writing.

During the paper, which was a two and a half hour paper, halfway through it, I was just thinking random stuff. From how I wish I am an ambidextor, to how Atsushi was being so bodily-kinestetically retarded (which almost made me LOL in the exam hall, but I managed to suppress it, so I was just grinning to myself instead while doing the paper), and what I was going to eat after the paper was handed up.

In the end, I guess everything's pretty good. I hope I don't make too many mistakes, in fact, I hope my answers are mostly correct rather than wrong. Did I mention how much I dislike short answer questions, btw, especially when they are supposed to be short answer questions but with like.... 6 marks per question?

Anyways, I am supposed to be studying for the next paper. But I got high from denial (cause I am not ready to admit my grades are going right into the sewer yet), swimming, and of course, from Exile and Alice Nine.

They are that nice to watch.

XD

The weather

So hot, so warm, that my chocolate spread, you know, those chocolate thingy you put on bread to eat together, melted in the jar.

:(

At home

There is just something about home that makes me want to:

a. Have six meals a day instead of three.
b. Run up and down the stairs two steps at a time, instead of walking up one by one properly, seeing that I am not in a hurry at all
c. Keep glancing out of the window of my room, even though the scenery doesn't change
d. Constantly talk to my dogs from the living room... because they like to peek into the windows when any one of us sits there to watch tv
e. Do my studying on bed, even though I'm not supposed to, but hey, it works
f. Try to find reasons to go out for a drive, when I'm supposed to be studying

They wait

I finally managed to have the long-planned movie date with Alex and Sal. The three of us had been planning to watch the horror movie "They wait" for quite some time already, but it never happened, because of one reason, or another.

Anyways... today was the end of presentations. And assignments. Finally. I don't want to talk about it, because I was not very happy with myself for both the assignments and presentations that I did. Not to mention that I might have caused my groupmates their marks because of my stupid mistakes.

Well... I still have another quiz on Monday, but what the hell. I needed that movie date with Alex and Sal. So we stayed back after school, and got all cosy in one of the counselling rooms. We tried to persuade Denise and Esther, and even Xia Xia to stay with us to watch, but none of them was persuaded. The three of us probably need to work on our persuasion skills.

So... the movie, which I found out was actually out in 2007, and it hit the cinema in Malaysia early this year (notice how we always seem to be behind when it comes to movie screening?), was okay. It wasn't as scary as I hope, so tonight I will be able to sleep properly even if I don't have a roommate for tonight and tomorrow.

The story is about this little boy who got possessed by a spirit when he went back to his father's hometown (I think) for the uncle's funeral during Hungry Ghost Month. So... turned out that the uncle wasn't as honest as he should be, he and his gang of evil doers killed one of their workers because she found out about their dirty little secret. The girl that they killed was angry and couldn't rest in peace, so she possessed the little boy to, well, I don't know. Not for revenge, but well, maybe so that someone would help her find peace. And of course, the hero, or heroine, of the movie was the boy's mother, who in the end, exposed the uncle's evil gang who was still doing evil deeds. The rest of the gang who were still alive got what they deserved in the end, and the boy lived, thanks to his brave mother.

And then I started thinking. Why is in every horror movie that I have seen so far, the protagonist is always a female? And whenever the female has some kind of trouble, or need some guidance, there is always a freakishly weird guy there to give her some needed answers?

Well... and people say chick flicks are cliche. I guess horror movies can be just as cliche too. Lol.