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I realise that when my head hurts, especially after a long day, it's only on the left side. So I told Rui Qi about it and she formulated that maybe it's because I talk a lot HAHA! Which is true since your left brain governs language comprehension and production.

Language = a tool for communication.
Communication = mostly verbal.
Hence, chatter.

I finally got my new passport! The most ironic thing today was that I had the most peaceful lunch during the busy lunchtime hour at Raffles Hospital while waiting for my passport to be "made". Just me and my meal. While I was 100 percent-ly enjoying my ban mian, thoughts, yet again, were racing in my head. Not those confusing, energy-sucking, miserable ones. But just general restrospection. While I sat there enjoying my meal, I was thinking about how adult I actually feel. Well 20 years, guess I am an emerging adult. I've learnt not to depend on people so much. Although I confidently declare that I love the company of people, I do, I crave for good company with my loved ones, new friends, anyone all the time and evidently, I live to socialize. But I've come to terms that as I grow older, it's impossible to be doing everything with someone else. Certainly I am talking about life, excluding soulmates (cos I believe in this one). But separate from that, we should live like we are all going our own way. You can feel a sense of liberalism and you feel free. It's as if you're tied down with nothing.

I love the times when I feel absolutely sleepy, but not yet close to sleeping, right in the bus with music plugged in the ears. It's as if I entered another realm, and I just drift away.

Oh and speaking of which, the word that sums up this semester (like as if it has ended already but anyway) is "sleepy". I just doze whenever I feel like it. I don't mean in lectures, but at home. If your definition of self-discipline involves the strong resistance to sleepiness, then I totally fail in this category this semester. I just sleep as and when I like. Although this satisfies me but I reckon that I can do so much more without sleeping sufficiently. And the time to not sleep is now.
I MUST NOT SLEEP NOW.

You know what really sucks? The fact that I'm having this test, this coming Wednesday, right before the recess week, on the last week of school with the whole book being tested. Argh.

God, please don't let me die. Especially when it hasn't started.

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