Not until my friend, Jack, texted me (at this freaking hour of the day!). I jumped out of the bed as soon as the sound of my text tune - which happens to be Jay Chou's Fa Ru Xue - reached my ear. I was pissed off at him for disturbing my sleep but, at the same time, I realised I haven't done anything at all since my sudden knockout on the bed. I haven't packed my bags for today, haven't even taken a shower, missed dinner and Edward online. At that moment, going back to bed sounds ridiculous. So I pulled my ever heavy bag from beneath my desk to the chair to see what book was needed for the day to only realise that there's not going to be much of a study today since there's going to be some sickly sports event that I eagerly need to get away from. So I sat down in front of my computer to come here again.
Right now, my breath stinks a whole lot - a totally undescripable smell, my neck hurts (wasn't sure how I slept last night, the sheets and pillows are all messed up and everywhere), my body stink of expired sweat (I live in Penang, sun paradise, what do you expect? We sweat all the time!), I'm kind of hungry and dad just walked in on me, giving him an impression that I stayed up all night. He's very very aware of me and computer. My bladder is also filled with pee and it's going to burst anytime soon. But I've gotta hold on. Going out from my room, however, means shower, brushing my teeth and getting ready for school. No rush in that. The night is still as dark as before. Somehow, not cold.
It's Asia, I'm talking about. We don't have sunrise at a time like this!
My knockout was probably due to lack of sleep the night before and also due to me working on my Add. Maths equations. I couldn't take it anymore and the best way to get away from it is to go to sleep since Edmund was occupying the computer yesterday, playing Luxor. I thought someone would wake me up for dinner, but noone did. They let me strode off in my dream horse for the rest of the night, without even bothering to wake me up. Or maybe they did, I couldn't possibly realise.
Anyway, I think I'd better go get things going for the day. My breath is beginning to become intolerable! Urgh, gotta go prepare for school. I never thought I'd have to say this phrase in my blog. Never though the day would come. And now, it's here. We'll have to put on our sports attire for today, but we are still required to change after the sports event. Silly isn't it? As I've said before, if there was a locker room... Imagine me in the tight, shrunken, team house t-shirt. Ewe!