Technology fails me
I am trying to watch this video of a play that I am supposed to do a drama review on for my Theatre Studies midterm assignment. I just hate it when technology fails me at a time when I am most prepared physically and mentally. The bloddy thing just wont play and I dont understand why. It cannot be my connection or source, because, not being boastful, we paid loads of money to have a cable connection that transfers 6800 kbps of data ,and my lappie is certainly top of the notch, although it sure doesn’t look it on the outside. Without watching the video, I will not be able to do this review, cos I have not watched enough of it, and I have to hand this in by Monday. Haiz. Ill have to try and try until the network gives up on forbidding me to watch it, and relent. Or else I would have to go to school on a Sunday just to watch it.
I felt bad and still feel bad about lying to my mum about going to rouge last night. I couldn’t tell her the truth because she know I had tuition this morning at 9 all the way in Woodlands, and she has this thing about me coming home late and not having enough sleep to carry out the responsibility entrusted to me the next day. As it is, she made a lot of noise about me supposedly having to work late with Nu Quest last night, grumbling about how I don’t know how to prioritize my responsibilities, and how I take up too many things that I cannot handle. Imagine the amount of flak I would have gotten if she knew I went to support my friend spin and turn tables at Rouge. Speaking of which, I would like to say thanks to superstar dj fictionaire, for having invited me last night. I had a blast, dancing to great music courtesy of fictionaire, hanging with my friends while feeling and experiencing the tension that surmounted due to my friend’s irresistible attraction and the effect he has on the female kind. Fortunately or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it, it wasn’t as drama-mama as we had imagined it to be.
I slept at 440 am and woke up at 730, which effectively meant I had only 2hrs and 50 mins of sleep going into class this morning. Thankfully, I planned to go through their test paper today because I would not have had the zest or energy to competently deliver a proper Maths lesson today. In fact, I ended 15 mins early for my Sec 4 class which is very rare as usually I am the type of tutor that has to be constantly reminded by both my students and my supervisor to end promptly at 1215.
I planned to go to school after tuition, where I would finish up on my essay and maybe slot in my swim, gym and running sessions. But I gave in to my sleepiness and decided to go home first before going to school. That was a very wrong move. I ended up sleeping all the way from 2 to 7, waking up to realize that going to school then would just be a waste of time since the library will close at 945. I would like to apologize to Miss Lipstick, for having cancelled out on this plan to go to school together, I really didn’t think I would have slept that long. I hope you had a more productive day than I did.
So I woke up, taking some time to hate myself for making yet another wrong decision, and then donned my running attire to go for a run. Oh yes, I prayed and seeked for God’s forgiveness before I left, and that made me feel better and it made me want to run somehow. I went for a great run as I felt very much lighter and I was running faster and that made me forget about the previous disappointments of the day. And so here I am typing an extremely long blog about my day, still fidgeting with the media player to force it to play my damn play.
I hope to finish my essay fast so that I can go climbing again tomorrow and play soccer with peace in mind. Ill stop here and continue to work at my essay with whatever knowledge I have of the play. I haven’t been eating a lot and my stomach is growling. Its been six days, lets hope I keep this up, without dying of course. Ha ha.
Out
I felt bad and still feel bad about lying to my mum about going to rouge last night. I couldn’t tell her the truth because she know I had tuition this morning at 9 all the way in Woodlands, and she has this thing about me coming home late and not having enough sleep to carry out the responsibility entrusted to me the next day. As it is, she made a lot of noise about me supposedly having to work late with Nu Quest last night, grumbling about how I don’t know how to prioritize my responsibilities, and how I take up too many things that I cannot handle. Imagine the amount of flak I would have gotten if she knew I went to support my friend spin and turn tables at Rouge. Speaking of which, I would like to say thanks to superstar dj fictionaire, for having invited me last night. I had a blast, dancing to great music courtesy of fictionaire, hanging with my friends while feeling and experiencing the tension that surmounted due to my friend’s irresistible attraction and the effect he has on the female kind. Fortunately or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it, it wasn’t as drama-mama as we had imagined it to be.
I slept at 440 am and woke up at 730, which effectively meant I had only 2hrs and 50 mins of sleep going into class this morning. Thankfully, I planned to go through their test paper today because I would not have had the zest or energy to competently deliver a proper Maths lesson today. In fact, I ended 15 mins early for my Sec 4 class which is very rare as usually I am the type of tutor that has to be constantly reminded by both my students and my supervisor to end promptly at 1215.
I planned to go to school after tuition, where I would finish up on my essay and maybe slot in my swim, gym and running sessions. But I gave in to my sleepiness and decided to go home first before going to school. That was a very wrong move. I ended up sleeping all the way from 2 to 7, waking up to realize that going to school then would just be a waste of time since the library will close at 945. I would like to apologize to Miss Lipstick, for having cancelled out on this plan to go to school together, I really didn’t think I would have slept that long. I hope you had a more productive day than I did.
So I woke up, taking some time to hate myself for making yet another wrong decision, and then donned my running attire to go for a run. Oh yes, I prayed and seeked for God’s forgiveness before I left, and that made me feel better and it made me want to run somehow. I went for a great run as I felt very much lighter and I was running faster and that made me forget about the previous disappointments of the day. And so here I am typing an extremely long blog about my day, still fidgeting with the media player to force it to play my damn play.
I hope to finish my essay fast so that I can go climbing again tomorrow and play soccer with peace in mind. Ill stop here and continue to work at my essay with whatever knowledge I have of the play. I haven’t been eating a lot and my stomach is growling. Its been six days, lets hope I keep this up, without dying of course. Ha ha.
Out
1 Comments:
"I hope to finish my essay fast so that I can go climbing again tomorrow and play soccer with peace in mind."
i have a feeling it should be "peace of mind"
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