Should I be happy or sad? Maybe I'm just crazy.
Friday: Weird guy calls again and admits he dialed the wrong number... and then goes on to ask me what's my nationality, trying to pick the conversation right off from the last weird call. hung up. Was Seriously Stressed (assignment due that day) but I still could tell him off. hmmm... maybe I couldn't be bothered.
Lecturer breaks leg. Kioloa Trip (Friday to Sunday, up some freezing farm, near the coast.) for honours students gets cancelled. Which is a relief of sorts 'cos I couldn't make the assignment dateline.
Saturday:I finally hand in my assignment. It's amazing I got it done. 2,500 words in 2 days. I started earlier... I did! but I changed my topic the day before the assignment was due... and started from scratch. The first time I let myself into the psych building. it was evening, and no one was there... I had the whole place to myself. Felt a bit proud. "Yes, I am a honours student with privileges" kind of feeling.
Sunday:Early morning (2-3am). I lock my keys in the laundry room. Went to bed.
Morning (9.30am). Someone opened the laundry room... but the keys are gone. Duty warden, the senior resident, no one... has called to give them back. =(
Missed church [Shawn:"Yeah, I think it's better if you stayed in your room."],
and late night tea [Anna:"Stop losing things lah."].
ah... there goes my honours privileges...
love, think_orange
7:16 PM