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It's a Wednesday night, and I'm feeling kinda exhausted although this is only the third day of the week. Research has shown that Wednesday is the most productive day, most probably because Monday and Tuesday had passed, and we are all counting the days until Friday. That makes sense, I think. I don't know.

SPM

It is also 21st September 2011, and it's barely 53 days till Sijil Pelajaran Malaysia (Malaysian Education Certificate), which is equivalent to O-levels. The hype is on, but I still carry on my IDGAF attitude. I abhor being too crammed up with books and just read and write till the wee hours of the morning. It is stressful for a guy like me. I love things balanced. Study and play has its own time. Bleh. SPM is just a part of my life, and it is an important part of my life, where my journey continues after this once in a lifetime opportunity. I gotta seize the day. We'll see about that.

FFFFFFFUUUUUUU

I keep getting headaches recently, and things got worse yesterday. It all started after a tiring day in school. I went back from school at around 4p.m, with a slight headache, didn't took my afternoon nap, and helped my dad to install the new toilet door. It took the both of us 2 hours because the frame didn't fit. It rained after that, and soon enough, I went out for dinner at McDonald's. The weather was cold, and the air-conditioner in McD was probably on high. I drank a cup of iced Milo and a cup of Coke. It was cold. Then, I went to Breadsense. I have no idea why don't the workers feel cold. The air-conditioner was on EFFING FULL SPEED and I felt like entering a freezer. I got brain freeze and soon after, I went to Wisma Sanyan.

Then, I bought a cup of iGlool. I got brain freeze again. Went back, and the car was freezing too. Arrived home, took a warm bath, and studied for a while in the room. The fan was on full speed and it was beside me.  Around 11.30p.m. I went to bed. The air-conditioner was quite cold, and I didn't take any analgesics before bed. Then the worst came. I woke up from a dream at around 2a.m. and my head was pounding as if it was being hit by a hammer. My only thought was stabbing my head with a syringe into the skull and draw out all the brain juice. I groaned in pain as I dragged myself towards the dining room to get some Panadol. FML. It only took effect after half an hour, and I was back in bed again.

Uurgh..

I woke up late, and I was practically on my toes rushing to get ready for school. But I still have my headache. I went to school as usual, and having a daily morning chatter with friends. I really hate pet peeves who interrupts my conversation over some shitty things such as girls going up the building opposite ours. Bish. I was so sleepy that I took a nap before class started. During class, it was so boring, with the teacher's monotonous voice, that it was a struggle for me to keep awake.

Around 10a.m., the headache got worse. I didn't give an eff of what the teacher is saying but instead massaged my own head. It subsided after I took Panadol, again, from one of my friends. The thing about medications, in general, is that I hate to take it, especially if there is a prescription. I simply hate it.

Talking about Facebook, I gave a thought of deactivating it on the 1st of October, until 30th November, where I will have my last paper, and an occasion to celebrate freedom. It sounds harsh, but I had to do something to get myself geared up for SPM. I was also planning to ask my dad to stash my laptop and netbook away on 1st of November, so that my mind is concentrated on studying. But alas, everyone can still contact me. I'm just a text and a phone call away.

I am not going to spoil the surprise of what am I going to do this weekend until the next post, which hopefully is tomorrow. It is related to a festival, and it is in a town. Try to guess it. =)

So long for now. I gotta go back to bed. It's 12.02a.m. Here's a song for you who's going to stay late or most probably wake up early. It's called "I Guess That's Why They Call It The Blues" by Elton John.

Signing off. Good night all.