Retronika

I need some sleep.


3 hours ago I was happily snapping photos. 3 hours ago I was grinning with cherubic enthusiasm. 3 hours ago I was stuffed with make-believe laughters. 3 hours ago my home state coveted a treble. 3 hours ago I felt alone.

As much as I want to write about it, nothing is really 'inspiring' about this semester's faculty dinner. I don't know. I'm so worn down from the very beginning from god knows what. To think that I 'succesfully' staged a cheery mockery of myself in front of others should be decent enough, it only made things worse. Sleep deprivity? Highly likely.

Didi looked fantabulous in her garb. Come to think of it, she's always lovely in anything for that matter. The only genuine moment of happiness that was squeezed out of me was the time that I got the chocolate bar she bought for yours truly. Thanks again, dear.

Everyone's bugging me to change my cellphone to a new one. Decent at least. I know, the housing's way beyond busted, I know, 7 keys on the keypads are as good as dead, I know, you can't hear me on the phone and vice versa at times, I know, maybe I should 'move on' and get a new one. But what I don't know is why can't my 3610 be left alone? It still serves me well. To each his own, no?

I guess my current state of drone-ish monotony has almost everything to do with the Law assignemnt. Even Didi can attest to this since every single that we're texting/talking, the reply would be, "tgh buat law". I might've overworked myself although it's a group effort. I'm responsible for almost 70% of the whole thing. While everyone estimated it would be around 30-60 pages, ours turned out to be a whopping 204 page paperwork. Mr. Ragu was overwhelmed. He even name-dropped me during his lecture with Group A. Since it was mentioned almost all the time within my circle, it made me thought that maybe I was too exaggerating. Too elaborate would be appropriate. I'm beginning to think that it was all a fluke. It's getting to be loathesome. One thing's for sure is that I am very thankful that it was approved. Never have I put so much commitment in an assignment. Despite the extra mile of pages that we went, we're the first group to get the nod from Mr. Ragu ahead of everybody else. This obsession has got to end.

Right after the dinner was over, we went straight to the lots behind Jusco for a frame or two of snooker. Lokman, being the 'beurocrat' he is, was afraid that his rep would end up in the drains if we were to head for campus now. Overnight it is. They're killing each other on CS. Maybe a round or two is worth killing the time. Laters.


I need some sleep.