Schoolwork is such banality nowadays. I'm taking four modules on top of my Final Year Project, two of which are huge warts perching on my butt. FYP is moving rather slowly, whereas every one around me seems to be zooming ahead like Speedy Gonzales running on nitro fuel. We're planning to write a regional feature story, so obviously it'll be good if we can get sponsorship to travel around the region. This is the time of the year when students turn into beggars, knocking on the doors of organisations/corporations/foundations with a bowl in hand. Right now we're adopting the 'spray and pray' strategy, which I've used quite a few times in the past. Email 20 organisations, I don't care, just get them all out and wait for replies.
I've been having sleep problems for unknown reasons. I'm not that stressed, I'm not lovesick, I don't have a history of insomnia at all. It's screwing up with pretty much a lot of things, because how the hell do you do things at an optimum level without proper sleep at night? Reminds me of Christian Bale's The Machinist, who hasn't slept for two years. Pray I'm not going to turn out like that.
Monday, September 7, 2009
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