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Monday, January 11, 2010

Yesterday night i was doing accounting excercise until 3am, took half an hour to clean my face and brush teeth, then woke up before 7am.
I carried my fatigue body to the pathetic kitchen to do my homework.
I was completely "roomless".
"Table-less" made me couldn't study on sunday as i was in jo's room, shouldn't grab her table, ethically.
The neighbours dined and made the tables in kitchen oily, @#$%^&* made me couldn't use a proper table.
Finally at night, the table was cleaned and i started to do accounting crazily with yy until 3am.
Here i was, alone in the kitchen, with the windy cooling wind blew all over my face and 0-9, debit, credit overwhelmingly filled my head at 7am.
Until this morning sharp at 9am, i went to find the staff to open my room.
He was sort of wondering how am i going to survive without a key.
I think he has forgotten that jas and i have a shared bathroom. Thanks God!
So what? I just don't want you to earn my money!
Felt so touching when i could finally get back into my own room.
I left no much time to study, yet i insisted to tidy up my room.
Cleaned and wiped the dusts and insects, put on bedsheet and pillow, rearranged the food i have brought...
Guess what, it took me 2 hours to do these.
Actually i could have done a lot of revision with this 2 hours, but i still prefer to do the house chore "room chores" first before i continued my study.
I don't mind studying in noisy environment, but i just couldn't stand studying in dirty environment, especially my own place.
I think i'm becoming more and more neat-freak. :S
Took a nap before the 4.30pm accounting test, from sunday til monday, i slept for only 3 and half hours.
Had our exam in the great hall, with lots of people and the F***ING COLDEST AIR-CONDITIONING I'VE EVER EXPERIENCED!
My hand was trembling from the moment i stepped into the hall until i finished the exam, despite wearing jeans and tee shirt.
The freaking cold air slowed down my writing speed, made me couldn't finish all the questions.
I think this paper was going to be the ugliest hand-writing of mine.
I couldn't read what i was writing, and i felt so mad because i knew how to answer the questions, the problem was the air-cond!
I wish i could read what i write to the lecturer when she marks my paper, but hell no, she ain't gonna let me do that.
AHhhHhhHhHh SCREW YOU GREAT HALL'S AIR-COND!


Accounting A
Monday, January 11, 2010