11 Hours

The following is a depiction of what I went through in 11 hours before my 3rd paper. Starting from wide eyed optimism to intense bitterness to a number of realisations about life.. It's a journey. Bah, tai. Gini lah kalo udah jam 6 pagi, masi bangun, otak udh rada2 error, dan ngerasa kalo semua kalimat yg dia tulis dan semua yg dia alamin itu grandeur, grand, besar dan magnificent. Iya, gw tau itu 4 kata artinya sama semua. Ah, kunyuk.. ngapain sih gw masi nulis ini.. belajar woiiii belajaaaaar.


10.08 PM: Managed to get a lot of studying done today, thanks to my fellow Geos. I'm still ill though, and somehow my lower back hurts like hell. I may need to get some rest.

1.15 AM: Woke up from a 3 hour nap. The world hasn't collapsed, so that's good. My back still hurts. I'm hungry. Going to Intersection cafe. It's unusually cold outside. Not probably going to sleep until ISS test in 8 hours. Well, I have these notes, and I suppose staring at them for the next few hours wouldn't hurt. No, not at all.. I'll sleep 12 hours from now.

n.b. Paramore's new album kicks ass.

1:55 AM: Defied common sense, walked in Lygon St. at 1 in the morning with an iPod, by myself. Listened to half of Paramore's new album. Reminds me of Avril Lavigne. Just without the faux-punk attitude. And it's oh so catchy. Got flashbacks. Had to get the image of my ex out of my head. Got pizza, and ISS notes on my lap. It's going to be a long night.

3.07 AM: Feeling bitter. I knew I shouldn't be listening to Paramore. Starts to realise that it's 3 AM in the morning. Seriously thinking of throwing my lecture notes down the drain. Sitting in front of the computer screen, feeling bitter, feeling bitter. Drinks coffee. Repeat.

3.37 AM: Not feeling so bitter anymore. Wait. Still bitter. Just not so much anymore. It's not quantifiable. Realised that this so called bitterness is caused by a lack of caffeine in his body. Apparently one cup is not enough. Why do I refer to myself in 3rd person?

Made another cup of coffee, problem solved, Putra smiles. Widely. Giginya kuning karena kebanyakan minum kopi. Udah, gak usah dibayangin. :)

Quite psyched knowing that in less than 10 hours, he wouldn't have to think about clusterheads and network topologies anymore.

n.b. Bedouin Soundclash kicks ass. Jenius, broder, jenius!

4.04 AM: Still listening to Bedouin Soundclash. Realising that it's 4 AM already. Panicking. Turned up the stereo. Felt so much better afterwards. Well, not really.

4.56 AM: There's a good thing about coming to an examination half-asleep, one thing is.. your mind isn't really there, so the daunting prospect of failing is absent from your mind. It's amazing, really, and I guess it's pretty much the reason why I think I aced my last two exams.

Making a checklist in my mind, on what I'm supposed to do during the two weeks before I head back, other than studying for my last paper on the 22nd. Paperwork, taxes, bills, housecleaning, more paperwork.. I need to catch up on my sleeping debts as well. This should be fun.

5.32 AM: Finished my 2nd cup of coffee. One more chapter to cram, then I'm just going to skim through the notes real quickly. Going to have breakfast in half an hour, take a shower, and go to Union House at 8ish. Skim read, skim read, coffee, skim read, skim read, coffee. Exam. Do exam. Go home. Sleep.

8.12 AM: 1 more hour. I better get going.

This is gonna suck.