I have heard them for years. Punctually, at ten something am, the screeching and howling of child's play would travel up to my flat. But this is the first time i bothered to climb onto a stool and i finally saw what i've been picturing. An aerial view, many little black heads, with their short little legs trotting and running aimlessly in the playground just below. They climb up the twisting ladder, scramble down the slide, fall and pick themselves up again. All the while, screaming like having been freed after a long period. I dont think they even know who's chasing after them, and after observing them for a while, I dont think there is anyone.
bah. i keep sneezing, and am clearing forests while i throw tissue after tissue.
Lessons start late today. Oh pardon me, i should say Lesson. Right, only one 1-hour lesson. 2-3pm. My timetable's been this way, so i should be studying lots out of school. Not right. Sighh. I'm not disciplined at all!
Just today, i made myself wake up at 7.30am so that I could study for a few hours before heading to school. In the end, i was dozing off like crazy after eating doughnuts, and my eyes kept shutting in between lines of
Waiting for Godot. In the end, there was no other way but to relent, and in the form of a long nap, all the way till now. 10.30am. Wahha. so much for productive work.
Its so damn hard to fight off fatigue. Unbelievably hard. -yawns.
Di's long night should be over by now! its like 3am! And then she'll be all happy, cause she's heading to Copenhagen with her UK-Singapore mates! SOOO exciting. Take care there you!! and have lots and lots of fun! :)
I should return to the second act of
Waiting for Godot.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 10:14 AM.