I am supposed to be in the midst of yanking my hair out, trying to churn out a stupidly nauseating report for my experiment in "Laboratory for Cognitive Psychology" - Phonology and Orthography in a Letter Search Task. That's right my dears, puke your guts out. For me, at least ... Be sympathetic. You all know how bad I suck at Statistics. Bleargh.

Anyhow, got into bed pretty late last night, was so tired but my body and mind just refused to rest. And just when the eyelids were getting heavy, the body was relaxing, a sudden realisation hit me that I only have 2 weeks left here. So just like that, I was jolted awake and could not get drowsy for quite a while again. I thought of all the things and comfort that I would be leaving behind for 4 months; about my wonderful bed and Orangie (so I snuggled by myself with my bed and Orangie even more); my clean and non-public toilet; my 24/7 internet accessible IBM; my constant stock of junk food in the cabinets and freezer. And the most important thing that I won't be seeing for quite a period - my family and friends. It just gets even worse when I don't really have that much time these last 2 weeks. Why? Cos of the cursed exams, that's why.

It's an amazing phenomenon, what I experienced last night in bed. How in the world does someone get so homesick, even before she's away from home?!

-->Radiohead & PJ Harvey - This Mess We're In<--

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