Abstruse Musing

Somehow I managed (by a miracle) to wake up at 6am and drag myself out of bed. We had to meet up to do some group work today and assign tasks to one another. The micro assignment is due tomorrow, and it really doesn’t help that R is missing from our group. It would’ve been nice to still have R on board our group, but I guess certain circumstances have rendered that impossible. Nevertheless, much work is to be done. I still cannot contact the unit coordinator, Louise, for HR/IR strategy. I’ve dropped her two emails titled “urgent” asking for an extension, yet I have heard no word from her still. I don’t know how many times I’ve called her mobile number either, but it appears to always be off when I try to call her. I've come to realise one thing, Friend B is really hard to get along with. I've reached the point where I've decided I want nothing to do with this person as soon as micro is over this semester. In fact, it is quite plausible to say I would not keep in contact w...

So it seems that sleeping pills are a great way for me to get my sleeping patterns back on track. I found myself quite drowsy last night at 11pm. That is something quite uncommon and hasn't happened in a while. I managed to wake up at 8am, but the drowsy effect kept me in bed for a further 30 minutes. This 30 minutes was spent deliberating to myself whether I should get out of my warm bed or not. Well I must be off to a good start, I've been sleeping in well into the hours of the afternoon lately. It did feel nice to wake up "early", or earlier than usual. Today felt like a normal day, it wasn't a grey day. The sky was painted with bold hues of azure, it must've been a good sign. I enjoyed a leisurely run to the station, that was nothing out of the ordinary for me. And as always, I made it to the station within 10 minutes. A light run and much brisk walking did the trick! Today I met up with Casey and Tom. It was quite pleasant seeing the both of them again,...

So I've heard again from Amy. To be frank, I'm quite surprised she contacted me again. I thought she would disappear again for some unexplained reason... I thought I may have intimidated her a bit after hailing her with question after question. I wanted to know what she did with herself all those years. But I guess I really shouldn't make assumptions based on nothing. And if Stephen King books have taught me anything, I really should stop assuming. Don't assume, it makes an ass out of you and me. Amy called to ask whether I wanted to catch up this weekend. I'm quite looking forward to seeing her again. Would she have changed much? Today she mentioned that she wanted to study finance, but she'll postpone that until her children are old enough to go to school. I used to be jealous of Amy. She was the girl that never studied for a test and got away with results higher than a passing grade. I always thought Amy would be going to university with us, but sometimes...