I tell you. I SoOoOo hate 8am classes!! It's so so so annoying because it spoils your whole body routine.
Previous Semester 5 batches had their classes at 4pm. My batch HAD TO BE SPECIAL. *groan, moan, abdominal stones!!*
Day 1 I left house at 7.15am. I figured that it would prolly take me the usual half an hour to reach uni. OH I was SoooOO wrong!! I took 45 mins, dashed up the four flight of escalator stairs, reached lecture hall panting, sat my ass down only to find Nilesh Kumar (my lecturer) start STRAIGHT AWAY.
Right, refusing to waste so much of my time travelling, I stubbornly woke up at 6am the next day, hit the road by 6.30am, and wholla, by 6.50am I was in uni. But that's not a feasible act to go through everyday. Because the very next day, I slept at 12, and I find it so difficult to climb out of bed at 6, and I snooze till 6.30am before waking up, and BAM!! its 7am when I leave the house. Another long hour to uni. Sighhh
Like today, I hit the road at 6.30am again. But it was so hard to keep awake in lectures. My body rhythm is screwed by my new timetable. Gosh!!
I am so glad I get to sleep in tomorrow. Ahhh, nice Saturday. And the whole week off. I really need it.
HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR BY THE WAY!!!
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