No sleep tonight.

I am studying. There's the Biopsych textbook that is separating me from the keyboard. And tons of highlighters and post-its. And they're out to get you.

Beware.


Okay, short update.

Am I the only person who thinks that ugly Grant looks like a pervert/rapist?
If the answer is 'NO', leave a comment.


And oh, hopefully there's no police road blocks on Friday because of rallies or things like that.
Yesterday was insane, it was a good thing the lecturer cousin sent me and my mum text messages about the massive traffic jams and road blocks at Jalan Semantan, Jalan Mahameru and Jalan Parlimen, and that if I had exams I need to take an alternative route.

You see, there are NO OTHER ALTERNATIVE ROUTES for me.

Well, there's Jalan Duta, but that would lead me to Jalan Semantan as well, and I'd get stuck again. And that would not be pretty.

And it was VERY fortunate that my paper was at 2PM yesterday, so I left at 9:30 and reached at about 10, because I was having my group study.

Imagine if my paper was at 10AM (Of course I wouldn't leave at 9:30! I'm not that stupid!). I would've really considered performing hara-kiri on myself in the car if I was late for it.

I'd fail the paper and have to resit it again. It's not just anything, it could mean my whole life. Honestly. Life issues are no joke.

I don't blame the police, they're just doing their jobs. Even if they get bitten along the way.

I hope this thing ends soon. And I hope that nothing happens on Friday. My whole life could flash in front of me. I'm being dramatic here because I certainly do NOT want to resit the paper again.

Yes, yes, I am a bloody drama queen perfectionist. Bear with me.


And uh...I'm better at science?
*raises eyebrow*

Heh, I'm struggling with Biopsych here and people say I am better at science.

You must love me too much.


Oh and this morning I was reading about Parkinson's from the textbook, and then they show THS - Michael J Fox on E! and he was explaining Parkinson's and I kept saying things like "cell death", "less dopamine", "muscle tremors" and so forth.

E! helps in studies. WTF.


And the father thinks I'm below 18.
*talks about buying shares*
"We buy this amount for me, your mum and yourself...we can't buy using her name"
"Eh...why not?"
"You're over 18 years old ah?"
"Yeah, I'm 20"
"Oh"

Further proof that I am not marriage material. Hahaha.

Random rants over. Pray for me, my pretties.