Saturday: Shan’s b’day bash and GX meeting immediately after. With presentation of Track 8 on Sunday, I was sure I’m going to die one…

So much for 3 am practice. Esoknya terus blank dan seterusnya memalukan diri sendiri.

Shame on me.

Tuesday (which is tomorrow), should my brain try to act cute again, I am going to have to dance with paperbag covering my head.

Baru 25 tapi memory macam goldfish!

If it decided to play tricks on me again on Wednesday (Track 1 & 2), I’m going to resign from this intructorship program and pergi bertapa.

This teacher is supposed to send me the compilation of the evaluation forms this week. Just now, I received a message from her asking about the evaluation form, whether she can be given more time for that. However, without her knowing it, she misdelivered the message for the other teacher to me

Talking about being caught red handed…

Teacher: Kam (I don’t know where the hell does that name come from!), borang dah siap isi tapi cop sekolah takda. Saya kat Kedah sekarang. Camne ye? Perlu cop jugak ka?

Me: Ya, and kena cop. And saya baru dapat berita yang BTMK akan datang sekolah dalam mid dec. And saya kena hantar report immediately after that tapi saya dalam proses compiling evaluation results.

Teacher: (This is the misdelivered message to the other teacher). Tadi msg dari Kamaliah (referring to the message I sent her). Borang baru isi 1. Kena cop. Ija lupa!

Kan dah kantoi…

Stupid!

I am an addict. I am addicted to a few things. Men, gym, SMSes… just to name a few.

But now, I am closed to completing the 7th season of Naruto. This is my another addiction.

And before I get the remaining 2 seasons and continue with Shippuden, I will have to tell myself to slow down. My collection is still incomplete…

And I’m left with less than 15 episodes…

They can only last me for 3 days…

If I continue to satiate the hunger, I may not able to obtain the continuation on time…

My day’s will be empty.

My nights will be sleepless.

And I might need to find a distraction…

BAHAYA!

p/s: So what if I am waay behind time? 

It’s the 6.30 am alarm again.

It’s the 7.30 am trip to Uptown again.

It’s the ‘I can’t wait for Friday’ again.

Despite of the "here we go again"s, I’m glad to be back. :)

I have upgraded my account to Passport. The purpose is very straightforward- for the love of Yoga. Sanggup upgrade just to allow me to drive all the way to IOI for the weekend yoga classes!

Pardon me for talking incessantly about it. I haven’t been having my ’stretch and flex’ fix for more than 6 months now. That’s why.

I missed this Quarterly because I missed the registration deadline.

Hearing the updates from the Quarterly (especially in Jam), I wonder what is going on and what is brewing. I’ve yet to hear the full version of the event.

Kit, were you there yesterday?

Herm…

Lately, it seems like I am very vulnerable to the flu bugs. This year alone, I’ve gotten myself 2 MCs. Very unlike me.

And last night, I had trouble on bed. No, it’s not a sudden case of vaginismus. I don’t even have a dildo to start with. Let alone the real rod.

It’s the throat discomfort that made my sleep went haywire. Very teruk.
That bloody sorethroat…

Today, all I want to do is to lie down on bed. I’m going to make it up to the lost of sleeping hours I had to waste last night. It’s soo not cool when you have to deal with it alone (statement dari seorang gadis yang tiada berteman *blergh!*).

On a lighter note, my stay in KP is coming to it’s end. This is my final week living a life like a queen. With working hour starts at ‘any time I like’ and ends at 2.30 pm from Monday to Thursday and 12.05 pm on Friday, I sent people frowning over the luck I am presented with.

Well people, this luck is about to end itself pun. Come 19, I’ll be back home… for good.

Maybe I am lucky but having this type of working life will eventually make me either a) go banana or, b) transform my brain to a ‘rigid’ piece of hyper sensitive meat (so to speak). I soo very can’t work like this forever.

Like what I mentioned to Sean last night, "I need things to stimulate my brain… or better, ‘things that can masturbate my brain’".

Herm… I’ve been mentioning his name quite a lot lately kan?

Despite the ‘once in a blue mood’ complaints about the amount of work I have to do along this out-of-town period, it is a sure thing that I am going to miss KP. From the slow-paced and quiet environment to the ‘hectic, nak-cepat and selalu jam’ reality… I can never avoid making comparisons.

I’m looking at the pros of going back home to overshadow the melancholia of leaving this cowboy town.

1. Back to the after-work drinks.
2. Yoga! (Somebody dares me to ‘fine-tune’ my (already ok) figure. Hokeh! Saya sahut cabaran anda! And please don’t blame me if you get addicted to it, okeh!)
3. Jam (BodyJam lar).

Herm.. Sometimes I wonder if I am in the right field sebenarnya…