inneedoftherapy

Di has been sleeping alot lately (sheisapig), which really frustrates thehelloutof me, because I have been waking up by 8 every morning since coming back from thailandbintan. There must be something really wrong with my sleepinghabits but I have decided to embraceit and gowiththeflow and wake up at the godforsaken hours (godforsaken considering i’m on holidays and should get as much rest as i can)because SCHOOL IS STARTING AND MY BODY MIGHT AS WELL ADJUST BECAUSE I WILL HAVE TO WAKE UP AT THE CRAZYTIME OF 6.30 EVERYMORNING SOON TO SING THE NATIONAL ANTHEM.

And so I was yawning through my night’s dinner of germanbeer and porkknuckles @ the fabulous paulaner brauheus restaurent simply because I was tired and it’s not because of bad food or company (itwaslovely!) Di and I were commenting that we have been really blessed lately because despite having less than fiftydollars in our bank, wennie has been supergenerous and giving to pay for the lamb and KC bought us a nice meal at sunandmoon@wheelock. And then the porkknuckles. So there.

Received a phonesms today at 8.30am to say that there was a Lang Arts meeting today at 8.30am. Due to some fluke error, TIC (teacherincharge) was nice and excused me from it while rushing down. More news from the teachingfront is a frantic sms from Yan to tell me my timetable totallysucks. And then we panicked over sms for awhile.

And then I saw Yan’s blog and realised why I can’t wait for 3JAn to come.

There’s only one thing that’s making me sm:)e. It’s seeing E.T. do stupid stuff in the staff room. That’s really just it.