I thought this day will never come, but EXAMS ARE OVER! I think it's a terrible irony that those modules which I spend more time preparing for, they do not turn out well in the actual exams; but those which I barely revised as thoroughly, the questions came out the exact way that I want it to be, and thus were manageable. Anyway now that exams are over, I have a mile-long to-do list which I, hopefully, can halve by tomorrow. And complete by the end of this week!

Short entry, which does nothing to account for the thanksgiving and elation. And dreadfully sleepy state.

I shall be unabashedly shameless here. My birthday's coming! And it's a weird feeling because sub-consciously, I know it's this Sunday, but at the same time, I'm not really feeling like it's going to be my birthday this Sunday. It's kinda there, but not there, or I don't feel it's there, or I know it's there but I don't know it's there. What am I talking about hahaha. Anyway I've been kept busy studying hard for exams, the first one is tomorrow. Which is real horrible because Saturday 9ams are for sleeping, not for exams! In any case I barely realised that my birthday is coming until like yesterday or today. Gosh it's so near!

And, I'm going to put in a request for birthday presents this year! If you love me enough, here's a wish list that you can bless me with: I wouldn't mind a Taylor or Gibson or Larrivee acoustic guitars, or you can get me a Gretsch Black Penguin because I really think their guitar tone is awesome. For the former, it'd be great if you bring me along to go and test the guitar model first, because I think I've got a stickler for sound, tone and playability.

Last year I got a record number of duck-related objects! From soft toys to figurines to files and folders to whatever else. This year, a new guitar would be great! But I'm only too well aware these will easily go into the thousands, so here's an alternative for you. I am sponsoring a child from Bangladesh through World Vision; I went up there last May to visit her and I'm nothing but blessed by that trip. Which is why I'm asking you to do the same. If a 4-digit-sum guitar is out of your budget, and if you don't want to be one of millions giving me ducky things, do consider sponsoring a child through World Vision. It only costs $45 a month, and it could mean the world to a child's life. If that kind of commitment is out of your league, you can consider the World Vision Life-Changing Gift Catalogue, which I really find very funky because you can donate specific items like pigs and cows and ducks, or rice and oil and stationery packs to specific countries. That's sort of like a year-end Christmas gift thingy, so it's not going to be valid after end of this year I think. And if all else fails, you can simply choose to make a one-time donation to them too, any amount of money will do, and I think that will be a great too.

Nope World Vision's not paying me to do this for them! Haha but if you've made the decision to donate or to sponsor a child, I'd love to hear from you so that I can keep you in prayer!

Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to meeeeee!

I think I get annoyed easily when the worship cupboards or the sound room or the audi backstage is in a mess! People sometimes don't put mics back in the proper pouches or containers, or used batteries are not thrown away into the bin and just left lying around and it's annoying because nobody in the world would know if they are new or used, or horribly tangled cables that are just thrown into the drawer. Mostly cos when I need things urgently, especially for rental, I'd like to just be able to retrieve the things I need easily and conveniently. Can you imagine, in the middle of rental I need a cable desperately, but I open the drawer and take the topmost cable and out comes three other cables all tangled together!? And I spend more time unraveling the cables and setting everything up. Or when I need batteries on the fly, and I put in batteries which end up to be old ones which are dead.

Real ironic that my own table at home is in a mess, but I put more importance on tidiness in church. Like empty biscuit tins, or things falling in states of disrepair, or people not taking care of equipment. Hahaha I found a culprit today haha Yurong I think this entire issue is the bane of our friendship.

And just two hours ago I discovered missing 9-volt batteries. And it's mightily upsetting because I know there were at least three or four spare ones as of last week, but today they're all gone gone gone. I shall just take it that someone is a robot in disguise and needed urgent power. Saddening because I bought them without claiming money for it, because last month was my offering-for-anything month. And same goes for all the cables tuners capos wireless presenter whatever miscellaneous items which I bought, sometimes they go missing or are spoilt, and I'm just sighhhhh. 80% of it I pay for them without claiming (unless it's really expensive) cos I don't give a lot of offering to church, bulk of my 10% offering guideline goes to Priya in Bangladesh. It's not like I'm trying to trumpet this, but come off it, take care of common goods!

And thanks Jolene for the reminder. Need to be overflow with fruits of the Spirit. Love joy peace patience kindness goodness faithfulness gentleness and self-control. There's nine right? Yep.

This post has to go to the deserving young ones. Yesterday night was Gracehaven worship, and the customary would be for me to lead the sessions because it's like a fixture for me to be there every two months or so. But yesterday I handed it over to Melanie Meng Ren Ming Hui Tim Jolene, cos they are in training and taking steps towards worship leading. And the traditional abuse is to throw all the work to the protégés under the pretext of mentoring and practice, well, because they need the practice hahaha. But anyway, it was one of the rarer times that I visit Gracehaven services without having to go onstage. And watching them doing their stuff with worship was an indescribable feeling, sort of like watching a new generation rising and excelling better than you are. Haha I'm mightily impressed.

The year's coming to a close too, and with the coming of that it means I'm going to have to "graduate" some of the older ones from my cell group! This is the first time in at least 5 or 6 years I think, because past couple of years or so it's just been addition and addition. But just as I'm beginning to know everyone better and feeling that it's at last showing some signs of growth, it's time to move on. Alright, looking forward to next year, there'll be MR Tim Jolene on board, and they're making an impact already.

And, I kinda just realised this post sounds as if it's currently December 30th. But new year soon, new things soon.

This blog is becoming like a weekly update, but anyway school's taking a heavy turn from the usual. This coming week is the last week of school before the study break and exams! But it also means that majority of my projects and essays are gone, save for a couple which I think, or I'd like to think, is very easy. Haha the tendency for all my assignments this semester so far is to do it two nights before the submission! And I'm getting quite good grades so far heh heh. But a recent ODB reading said don't procrastinate, so well, don't procrastinate. This week kinda just flew past.

In any case, the frivolous thoughts that are running through my mind are, erm, kindergarten graduations. Because there has been a spate of hall rentals involving kindergarten graduations by various schools, so providing sound and technical support gives you the opportunity to watch free performances of children dancing in various animal costumes, and singing and reciting and the like, haha! For the most part of it it's quite nice, but my favourite segment is the certificate giving ceremony, because some child would invariably wander aimlessly on the huge stage or give back the cert to the teacher right after receiving it or start tearing the paper blah blah. It's hilarious to me, because the teachers spend so much effort to rehearse the dances and performances, but I think they always assume that this is least important part of the entire graduation. And consequently they don't waste time rehearsing for that!

Hence it's not so surprising how every performance is impeccable to the finest dance choreography, but during cert giving there's always a blur child hahaha. And it kinda amazes me how forgiving the audience is too! They would smile and laugh, but there's no condemnations at all and they're certainly way more accomodating. And I've seen standing ovations for specific children who made were too nervous onstage too. Why can't we all adopt a similar outlook?? I think for children it's always easier to pardon their mistakes, but when age seeps into a person, any small slip-ups is suddenly magnified tenfold.

Another inconsequential thought, but I suddenly feel like I don't need a new guitar anymore. Recently I've been going through online catalogues and trying out thousands of dollars of guitars and goodness knows what! But it's not a need haha it's a want. And today's worship playing support guitar with my acoustic sort of reaffirmed that. I have a nice guitar now and it doesn't warrant grounds for a new one. In fact it took quite a lashing for the past two days cos, um, I've strummed rather vigorously, and it's still awesome. How how? New, and give current away, or stick with old?

Last ramble. I recently signed up for some ladies' bags email notification! Not that I'm terribly interested in ladies' bags, but a while back I met Atiqah in school, and her friend was selling these bags at one of those flea market stalls. And I felt like I had to show some form of interest, although frankly speaking, I don't really want, or need, to buy ladies' bags?? So to be nice I told her friend that why not put me on their email subscription, and maybe I can forward it to my sister or other female friends or something. And they did, they added my email to their monthly newsletters, which didn't bother me too much except that it was rather entertaining for a guy like me to read mailers like these and I couldn't care less about ladies' bags hahaha. I never did forward them anyway, they go straight into the bin after the amusement. But, but but but but but but, the last straw came when they sent me the latest newsletter which began like this: "Hello girls!".

And I can't find the right word to describe my feelings now.  

And it's been another week of accumulated dust on this blog. I really need to blow the dust off my things and start utilising them! But October has just been a crazy month for me, with some partial church stuff and loads of essays and project meetings and presentations. So it is with a lot of anticipation and a lot of gladness that I end all my group project work tomorrow 10am! Or even earlier, depending on what time my presentation is. I still have two more essays or papers to complete before this term ends, but it's probably waaay easier because it's individual. Bah I just don't like group projects, especially group essays because I've never really figured out how are you supposed to write an entire essay with four or five others. The writing style will all be different and there will definitely be repeated information. Okay okay I shall just make sure that next semester I'm avoiding as much as I can all the modules which lists group projects in their assessment.

The lack of regular posts is due to the many projects and essays that need to get themselves done. It's usually crunch time at this time of the semester, especially if you don't start preparing early for all the projects/essays. Failure to plan ensures the multiple onslaught of all the assignments and presentations from everywhere direction. But yeah, I've somewhat gotten tired of most of my group projects because I never ever could tolerate them anyway. Twitter is my complaining channel now, for everything that I cannot say on my Facebook and my MSN, I just tweet. Hahahaha.

Alright, time for bed. More, another time.

Jolene and I recently embarked on daily devotional readings of Our Daily Bread. Was quite surprised how far this has taken me, because it worked quite well even though the material isn't very in-depth. I think one of the biggest reasons why I skip quiet time sometimes is because I don't set aside time! And especially when school term begins, I hardly have motivation to read the school stuff, much less read long devotionals. Hence ODB makes a good alternative because I have it sent to my email, and I check my email everyday so I cannot miss it. And it's just concise enough so that I won't just "haiya another long email" and neglect it. Jolene doesn't keep me accountable much anymore (neither do I), but I still read them and sometimes I find myself reading it again several times in a day and trying to memorise the scripture of the day.

It's crunch time in the semester soon. I've got one group essay submission next week, and another the following. Add two group presentations in the next two weeks too. Gosh I can't wait for November to come. Not to say all my work will disappear in November! Got another two individual essays by mid-Nov, what a strange timing.

But for now, thoughts are on this Friday's worship. I wasn't supposed to be worship leading anything for October, but this Friday's one had a strange effect of making me validate it more than usual. Through God's grace, it'll be fine =)

Been slowly realising that I've been stuck in the longest musical rut for some time. I think in the past few months, my iPod is no longer the entertainment tool that it has used to be. Its role has now been relegated to a strictly utilitarian and absolutely functional use. In other words, I only use it when I need it! Gone are the days where the first thing I do before I embark on a long bus ride would be to set the iPod to auto-play an album or some songs or whatever. Nope, not nowadays. I still carry it in my bag with me wherever I go, but I only take it out when I need to refer a song to a friend, or when I need to connect it to the church mixer to demo some songs or to serve as pre-service music fill. It's lost the appeal where it once had whenever I'm bored, and it's just iPod and me, and we'll go to the ends of the music world.

And this is dire only because serving as a worship leader, I've discovered that my songs have almost become formulaic. There's little variation in the choice of the songs that I sing now because I realised that I've hit upon a tried-and-tested system which fits almost 80% of all the services that I'm required to lead! I just have to fit it to the theme of the service and the Holy Spirit is just prompting all the songs that I already have in my head because of this fixed system, and I no longer have to spend weeks in advance trying to plan my set lists. It's both good and bad, because experience takes over, but it also means I'm likely to keep repeating the same songs over and over again.

So I shall try to inject more variation and try more new stuff and mix things up slightly to break out of my rhythm and revive the iPod's heydays. Might as well anyway, because I'm currently reading Midnight's Children by Salman Rushdie, which is supposed to be a really good book because it won three Booker prizes! And you might be wondering how to achieve three Booker wins. It won it in 1981 in the year it was published, and again in 1993 for the 25th anniversary Booker commemoration, and again in 2008 for the 40th. It's as impressive as it can get, but sadly, the novel has not yet shown its magic to me yet. Fall asleep everytime after ploughing approximately 7 pages.

I have a small confession to make, albeit this is not the most favourable channel to do so. On the grounds that I don't think a lot of people read this blog (in any case I only know a handful of faithfully returning readers). But that is besides the point. I'm writing this because today's Our Daily Bread reading sparked something which I think needs to be addressed in my life.

The fact is, I've been losing meaning and purpose for Sunday services. I don't really see the point in going for Sunday services as frequently as before, because I really don't feel like I'm getting much out of them. I'm fully aware that this is not the kind of conduct and the form of example that I should be exhibiting. But it's been like that since the beginning of this year, where everything just seems meaningless and it's to the extent that I really question what's the point of persisting in dreariness. It's just not inspiring me in my Christian growth, I get better feeding elsewhere or from other forms, and the only thing that anchors my Sunday attendance is my occasional duties for worship ministry or for the new Sec 1 and 2 discipleship class.

Even then, during those times of serving in ministry, I feel like the best way to describe my feelings are just "orh, okay". Hahaha not the best way to describe it, but it's just that way. Nothing comes and nothing goes. I play guitar and I force myself to worship onstage without getting distracted. I lead worship and it's becoming easier for me now (from experience) to enter into my own free worship, but I can't escape the nagging feeling if I'm really leading the congregation. And when I'm part of the congregation, it's the probably the worst because I'm distracted by all the inadequacies and all the problems are magnified tenfold.

Which is why, it's not really a coincidence that I don't really bother setting alarm clocks for Sunday mornings when I'm not due for anything. And I can totally understand those who are disinclined to come church on Sundays. I feel like it's more of a formality that we're having a Sunday service now, rather than the celebration of like-minded believers in faith and in unity it is supposed to trigger. Okay that was according to the ODB reading for today. And this is in response to Yurong's small comment (and I know she accounts for the "handful of faithfully returning readers") at leaders' meeting this afternoon. Yes, church is less than a stone's throw away from my block, but there are times when I feel it's more worthwhile catching up on sleep rather than sit through service just for the sake for being there.

Strange that I don't feel the same way for Friday. Maybe because my cell group makes it amazing for me each time. Or maybe because I see hearts more ready and expectant. Or it can just be Satan's attack, in which case I'm not really doing much tho flee from the temptations of my bed. Like I stayed up most of last  night and only went to sleep at 6.30am this morning, which is, needless to say, a recipe for remaining asleep beyond 11am for service. Then again sometimes I just refuse to try or budge because I'm stubborn. Like my non-attendance of any young adult cell group, wich, I think will probably be the subject of another blog post in a similar fashion of retrospection.

And I suspect I will come into some form of vilification soon because of this post, or from my continued rebellion. We'll see where it takes me. Okay, enough has been said about this. Thanks for enduring thus far if you did.

I wonder why am I not sleeping again. It's past 5am and I'm still up doing nonsense, at the same time sporadically reading some of my Literature readings. I do enjoy my dabble in my Lit modules so far, but now that they are level 2 modules, it means that besides reading the texts itself, I have to read academic analysis stuff written on those texts. Which is rather a big step because level 1 just mostly require you to form a rudimentary response. I'm slightly glad that Lit for me is only a minor and not a major!

Elsewhere, a huge storm is brewing outside of my house right now. Okay it has subsided mostly, but there are still quite a lot of lightning and the rain is still relatively heavy. Hahaha that means I should go to bed soon, it's going to be cosy!

And I've yet to blog about Self-Denial service! Went into the worship without being fully prepared as a band I think. There were always a lot of uncertainties like, okay so who's going to do what at this transition, but I think it all turned out great. Self-denial and sacrifice makes for essential ingredients for the walk. And my pleasant surprises came from unexpected people in the congregation! The biggest surprise was my mum, who came to me this morning while I was still groggy and in bed. She said she walked in towards the end and heard me sing the closing songs. Hahaha I didn't even know she was there!

Alright. Shall finish this reading then it's bed bed bed.

Approximately 21 hours to SAY combined service tomorrow, with my thoughts in sort of like a cauldron of slow-stirring froth. I think I've led worship enough times to be unfazed by the daunting prospect of going onstage. But right now I'm trying to will myself to be nervous and excited and all hyped up for it! I've told my worship team to go in tomorrow night with an anticipation and an eagerness to allow God to work. Right now it sort of just feels like another worship session to me, but God really cannot be limited into the size of a box. Need to go with an expectation that something great is going to happen.

Anyway, 1st October represents a culmination-of-sorts for all the worship leadings for August and September. Think they were nowhere as hectic as what I used to do previously, but I've realised lately that time is much harder to come by, hence the flurry were still significant enough to take it's toll. And what with all the song changes and reorders and revamps for tomorrow, it was really a huge testimony that yesterday night's practice actually went quite well.

Okay. I've got a mid-term MCQ test to study for. It's Chemistry, gosh. I will do my best not to be bewildered by it. 

Led worship at Sunday service this morning, probably 3 months since the previous Sunday I led because I sort of recall the last one being in June. This year somehow just seemed like a lot lesser worship leadings for me on all the usual Friday Sunday slots, but it still feels like a lot! What with Gracehaven and combined camps and services. Alright la, trade off. But today was different because I decided that we should all do without chordsheets and play entirely by ear. Which was both risky and adventurous, but it went quite well despite all the mistakes. Shall work on that more and let the guitar be entirely secondary to my leading!

Recently I've been thinking a lot about worship stuff, particularly when I've been trying to "impart" some of the essential skills to Ming Hui Jolene Meng Ren Melanie. They're going to be worship leaders for the end-of-year camp, and it's not like I'm the best person to do it but I really really feel a strong calling to just help and mentor where I can. And the talk of the town is on exaltations and free worship being an essential part of leading (my personal thoughts la). Then the feedback that came back to me from some of them, about my leading this morning, was that I was doing a little too much of it and it wasn't too smooth at certain points. Hahaha. Alright, I'll keep learning and practicing too.

I should have noted much earlier that I finished my first Coetzee and Ishiguro novels, thanks to the literature module that I'm taking now. Of course I've heard of both writers' literary prowesses, and all the flitting mentions from my bookworm friends who extol the brilliance of both of them. But for some strange reason or another, I've never really sat down with any of their books until I had to take this compulsory module to fulfil my literature minor. Not regretting it the least bit! Because Ishiguro is so elegant and poignant that it's really hard not to empathise with, flawed though the characters may be. And because Coetzee is so down-to-earth and succinct that it's equally difficult not to like his logic and practicality. Definitely more of them to come.

Recess week kinda flew by, I started out with tonnes of work but now the load has been slightly halved and I'm wondering where am I going to find the time to do the other half. I wish I wasn't such a pig; I really really require 7++ hours of sleep everyday and it's really difficult to wake up in the morning. Once school starts, I really cannot afford to stay up so late every night. I'll really just sleep throughout the day and miss all my classes. Next week I have 2 mid-term tests, both of which remain unprepared because I clean forgot about it.

Should sleep now. I've got 2 tuitions to give, and a worship prac to lead, and aiming to complete two module's worth of unfinished readings tomorrow.

This morning, while getting out of my house to get to lunch, I realised that the NParks people or HDB or somebody uprooted the familiar tree by the walkway just downstairs of my block. There's not even a stump left, it's just a mangle of remnant roots and wood shavings and some leaves. It's almost as if the tree hadn't been there, if you don't look closely enough.

And I'm mightily upset. I know enough about trees to identify it; it's a wild cinammon tree. It's not a very significant tree to me, like it's not as if I put a swing there or I built a tree house there or I hid in the tree trunk or I climded it before. Okay I don't think you can do that to any of the trees in Singapore. Those are more like Enid Blyton adventures. But still, I walk past it almost every day, and it is an essential part and parcel of my landscape. In geography we call it sense of place, which put very simply just means the intangible experiences that make up your connotations of a place. So familiarity may be homely, thus such. I guess the removal of the tree constitutes a destructive sense of place for my neighbourhood.

They're burning all my bridges. So where do I go now.

I didn't sleep the whole night, and I'm not yet feeling the effects of it! Okay this is actually quite a foolish statement to make, because I'm sure later in the day I will feel like my eyes want to (and will) droop anytime. In any case I'm on top of the world now, because I stayed up all night to finish my essay! It's only a thousand words but it took the whole night because of the tedious need to synthesise everything and paraphrase from authors. One thing I never get is that given a thousand words, you can never get much creativity to throw in some of your own original ideas, so what happens is that I'm just summarising all that has been written on feminist geography. It's so pointless and I don't really think the lecturer will be interested to mark a hundred of the same essays. But aargh whatever I've done my part, now prof, give me my A!!

I don't have school till 12 noon, and theoretically I can sleep for about 2 or 3 hours, but I think I better not risk it. If I go to bed now, I don't think I will wake up until youth service tonight. No no no. I'll just find some miscellaneous stuff to occupy me for the next few hours. Or I'd just go school early. Hahaha there's a one week term break to study next week, so I'm feeling like it's holidays and my exams are totally over!

I was supposed to blog about Sunday, but I reached home at like 3.30am on that night, then Monday came and went, and Tuesday is on the verge of coming and going too. Anyway Sunday was good because it's one of those long long days where you're packed right from early morning all the way till late at night, and somehow everything just went according to plan. Sunday service worship, then "sneaked" out to conduct the Sec 1 and 2 Christian education thing, which wasn't as terribly chaotic on a Friday evening cell group! They're out to get me I'm very sure. But in any case, what followed for the rest of the day had mostly to do with Gracehaven worship, what with practice and then going down there for more practice. The actual worship was nothing short of great, except that I started tearing onstage when it just felt so moving, then you know when you cry your nasal tracts starts to get choked up and I couldn't reach all the high notes after that. But I think that's how God works, I sometimes think emotions can somewhat be a debilitating weakness whenever you're onstage, but when God touches you you really can't help but be in his presence. In any case I need to tear lesser because it's just hindering my singing hahaha. And then we went to send Tammy off to London after that! Which explains the very long day.

And yesterday, I was up till 4am doing up a presentation for today. Which I think is really idiotic because my classes start at 8am today, and it's the odd Tuesday when it's my longest day in school. But anyway my prof said he likes my concepts but he asks if I really know all the stuff there is to know about! Which is kinda spot-on, because I left the presentation until the last possible minute and obviously I couldn't have read as widely as he wanted me to. But in any case it's over. And I finally went down to science faculty today for lecture and to find my missing pencil case! I must have looked like an idiot pacing around in the middle of a lecture (not my lecture somemore, that's the best bit) and I couldn't find my pencil case anywhere. Then I went stationery shopping right after that. Hahaha.

Okay, shall sleep early and wake early tomorrow too! Time to tackle the essay. It's only a thousand!

The weekdays ended yesterday with two missing items for this week. My huge pencil case is presumably somewhere in school, and I highly suspect it's in LT27 at science faculty. I have science lectures every Tuesday and Friday, but yesterday being public holiday, I couldn't go down to verify its existence. In all likelihood I'll only next go down to science for lectures only, so come Tuesday I have quite little to believe that my pencil case will still be there after one entire week. Then last night I lost my water bottle! Okay technically it wasn't my bottle, because I kinda just took it from church because it was lying around for so long without anyone claiming it or using it! So it was quite ironic that the same bottle got lost in church. This I suspect is somewhere in the auditorium or social hall, but I couldn't find it last night and I sort of just gave up after finding for a while.

I don't like losing things. Don't like the thought that there's something missing from me and that item is lying aroung somewhere, but I don't know where is it and I cannot retrieve it. It's not the value of the object that's lost, because I get upset when I misplace my guitar picks too! Just don't like losing things.

I want to thank God because today I finally found the exact highlighter refill for the exact colour that I'm using for all my modules this term! My sister introduced that highlighter to me, and she said what's good about that was the refill option. The highlighter itself costs $1.30, and the refill pack (with 3 small bottles) is $1.60, so technically for the price of $2.60 I have bought 4 highlighters! What's more, my sister claims to have used this same highlighter for 2 years and she kept refilling it and it's still usable now!! I am wowed because I run through highlighters relatively quickly, or maybe that's cos I was using free highlighters last year which were all cheapo-looking. And this highlighter brand that my sister recommended would have been a panacea, but the thing is, I just can't seem to find the refill pack for my colour at anywhere at all! All the bookstores I've been to said it was out of stock. But just this morning, I made a detour to the school co-op bookshop just to check if they have it there, because a week ago I was there and they didn't have it, but I thought I could just try my luck because I had nothing to do too. Lo and behold hahahaha tadaaaaaa it was there!

Okay. This post is... Hmm. Sleep.

I miss guitar playing. Ever since I started school I have been neglecting the Baby Taylor loaned from Matthew, and the Maestro was lent to Dezmand for a while, but now that it's back with me, I'm not doing anything with it either. It badly needs a string change to get me inspired to play it again! But I'm procrastinating because for today's worship practice I'm going to use the corps guitars, so I never really got down to changing the strings. Sigh. Busy school.

Obtained a fever for the past two days! Hahaha I used the word "obtain" because there was one night when I only slept like an hour or so, just to prepare for the next day's class. It turned out that whatever I prepared, the lecturer didn't really go through. Anyway my sleep was disrupted for the next couple of days because I really need to cover up for my sleep debts, and there just wasn't enough time to sleep all day. Hence the fever was a bit like asking for it. Was running around school yesterday woozy and dizzy until I went to see the campus clinic and they told me I have fever, but not that serious.

Okay. Time for work again.