Summer semester, please end soon!
Monday, July 27, 2009 @ 10:49 PM
I am down to the final 2 weeks of my first summer semester in UB and i honestly can't wait for it to end. Ahead lies 3 weeks worth of no books, no classes, no late nights due to research papers and for the best part yet, no examinations. First up on 8 August will be a short trip to batam/bintan for cable skiing with the dudes. Hoho i simply can't wait!
As for now, I still have to slumber through this ordeal that I'm in. You won't believe my wonderous luck- 2 research papers due on the same day and a presentation to prepare for on the next! It's a relief that I am through with the first draft of one paper and that the other's a group effort, but what grave sinning act did I perform to deserve the loss of my voice?!?! And trust me, that's an understatement. If you think I'm exaggerating, I'm not. How on earth am I going to present at this rate that I'm going?!?!
I awoke with a wee bit of a sore throat last Friday but it went away in the afternoon. My voice was still as per normal during driving, with me still being able to mutter the occassional few curse words under my voice whenever I fumbled on the road. Even dinner with the bf wasn't any different, I was still able to laugh with my periodical shrilly cacker. But soon after I got back, my voice went from hoarse to nothing at all! For the first time in my life, talking was a chore. Saying simple sentences like "I don't want to eat that ugly vegetable" is a tough feat even up to now. It's been 4 days dammit, how can I possibly nurse a broken voice for that long!!!:( I've been taking my lozenges religiously and even resorted to swallowing that black gooey
pi pa kao. My thoat ain't even feeling sore, I'm just having a slight cough that's all.
The bf hasn't failed to laugh extremely hard or imitate my man-voice by the way. "SO CUTEEEE, my widdle squiwwel is going through puberty", he says. OMG. Right.
Now's back to my research paper. Major characteristics of music productions in Singapore. Prof Hong should Die.
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Summer semester, please end soon!
Monday, July 27, 2009 @ 10:49 PM
I am down to the final 2 weeks of my first summer semester in UB and i honestly can't wait for it to end. Ahead lies 3 weeks worth of no books, no classes, no late nights due to research papers and for the best part yet, no examinations. First up on 8 August will be a short trip to batam/bintan for cable skiing with the dudes. Hoho i simply can't wait!
As for now, I still have to slumber through this ordeal that I'm in. You won't believe my wonderous luck- 2 research papers due on the same day and a presentation to prepare for on the next! It's a relief that I am through with the first draft of one paper and that the other's a group effort, but what grave sinning act did I perform to deserve the loss of my voice?!?! And trust me, that's an understatement. If you think I'm exaggerating, I'm not. How on earth am I going to present at this rate that I'm going?!?!
I awoke with a wee bit of a sore throat last Friday but it went away in the afternoon. My voice was still as per normal during driving, with me still being able to mutter the occassional few curse words under my voice whenever I fumbled on the road. Even dinner with the bf wasn't any different, I was still able to laugh with my periodical shrilly cacker. But soon after I got back, my voice went from hoarse to nothing at all! For the first time in my life, talking was a chore. Saying simple sentences like "I don't want to eat that ugly vegetable" is a tough feat even up to now. It's been 4 days dammit, how can I possibly nurse a broken voice for that long!!!:( I've been taking my lozenges religiously and even resorted to swallowing that black gooey
pi pa kao. My thoat ain't even feeling sore, I'm just having a slight cough that's all.
The bf hasn't failed to laugh extremely hard or imitate my man-voice by the way. "SO CUTEEEE, my widdle squiwwel is going through puberty", he says. OMG. Right.
Now's back to my research paper. Major characteristics of music productions in Singapore. Prof Hong should Die.
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