It's Like a Mystery Novel.

The conversation had last night wasn't as bad as I thought. I kind of felt freer being able to talk without worrying that it will signify some immoral intention or cheesing you off. I still can't help but feel that the entire matter was..oh well. It was a fiasco.

I felt unbelievably lethargic today. One half of my brain wanted to do work while the other just wanted to see the day go by. The latter won. But I did manage to do some decent reading before I dozed off on the sofa. And I had a dream; it seems that whenever I read before I sleep, I will never fail to get weird dreams. I guess it was a good thing it was nothing horror cause I just spent the day watching horror films. I watched Creep and honestly, it was not that scary. Okay, maybe perhaps it was the 'morning' factor but hey, even if it's in the night, I doubt if it has enough scare factor to creep the shit out of me. I then proceeded to watch Child's Play. The one with you know, Chucky the Good Guy Doll? Yeah. I was watching it while having lunch before the disc just freaking jammed in the DVD Player. I tell you, what's more horrifying than female ghosts is to see my Dad hit the roof when he finds his beloved DVD Player spoiled when he gets home. So the hell I had to get the damn thing out. It got out. Thankfully. I am sticking to DVD from now on. No more damn VCD.

I think I will be doing a bit more integration tonight. I am doing it slow. Really slow. But it's enjoyable cause at least there isn't that stress and constant nagging feeling that this exam or that test is looming so I have to work my butt off to try to ace it. I never managed to ace math so far. Damn. Saddening. Oh yeah, I need to do something about economics too. Oh well, I guess my holidays are slowly occupying themselves up. Thanks to my subconscious. Urgh.