Gloomy..

Some times nothing is right, not even a routined work. My throat is too sore for words. Would like to just keep quiet and talk to my blog. Friday mornings are my emotional days. Been reading Antigone, A Doll's House and Soyinka's play. So excited to start the new semester. Been doing the filing system. Hate filing. If only I could ignore all the papers on my table. Results will be out on 1st June. How did I do? An A is not important for me, as long as my CGPA is above 3.00. I would very much fond of enjoying the process of learning. Commenting silently about the lecturers' teaching and their keeness of using slides. Many of them are totally depending on the slides. Lights are out and they start lecturing. None is spontaneous and brainstorming. These people made me think lecturing is an easy job.



School holidays begins. Sigh. Wher to kids? Will your father take you out? Not until I see some amount in my account. Evil mom? Nah....couldn't help what is basic responsibility. I shall try to take them to the lakes to play kites.



Josh Groban is beside me, a slow number. Made me even more want to be alone. Ain has been reminding me about the rafting and snorkelling in KK this year end. Sigh again.. if only I have the money dear friend..



I envy those who would just jump to a vacation. Me, even simple errands need proper planning. Dear Allah, only You have the knowledge of my future..pity me dear Allah, place me with those who always worship You..