far from refuge.

god damn. im home. body fatique, semi-paraplegia, little head and throat earthquakes. I ache, I crave for solace, I am emaciated out of Dr. Feelgood. cure me will you? but, to the event,,
news to share over the week : (i) inter college tournament and friendly matches causes serious backache, a pretty blue-black wound on the right knee, a tiny miny swollen ankle and a hole in pants (at the knee, mind you) for the sake of sports spirit. it was hectic. but i, the self-proclaimed superfemme, did it. i rock, i am aware. no, dont clap. slap? oh, yes, you may. (ii) surprise poopers over at anise's for her postponed 19th. eyes of yous will be feast-ed later, i promise. (iii) tonnes and piles of homeworks and reading assignments which nevertheless participate gleefully in life events of yours truly. (iv) two days in a row of waking up late for class. no clap inserting here please. i strongly believe it is the side effect of over fatique-ness. too tired to sleep well. uh-huh. (v) lastly, the nonsense protest of kiasu(s) and kiasi(s) over gibberish issue. (excuse me, but i just have to write this down as it is making me pretty sick)
what turns me on : (i) mid term break. (ii) home sweet home. (iii) members of the floor blood relatives, big electric box, super fast quick streamyx.
what inflicted the opposite : (i) pressures and workloads. (ii) strings of mid term tests which come in line right after mid term break. woopeedeedoo. righteous. ouch. thats my back. i need to lie down. will be back soon.