ashes

Yes, burnt out and reborn fr the ashes.
But if this strain o being awake at 3am continues, shall soon burn myself out again.



It was a horrible experience last week, being so stressed that I couldn't eat nor sleep properly.
Subconsciously.
Still tried to make myself eat and sleep.



Have got alot more work to do, all due before today (counting fr 12am) is over.
To sleep or not to sleep?
As usual the question.
Not sleeping only allows for 6 hours (max!) of extra work, excluding the time spent trying to stay awake;
Sleep however is a scary business cuz I'd be plagued by fear that I couldn't finish my work when I got up.





A short break, and then back to work.
With love, sarah.

Approaching burn out

Woke up to teach piano, went out to measure a bungalow, then went for choir practice. Got home abt half past eleven.

Washed the dirty dishes in the sink, fed my hamsters, chased bro off the desktop.

Start work. Have to send work to friend before leaving the house tmr, which will be at

6.15am tmr cuz I've got some church stuff to do, before going to friend's house to cont working in the afternoon. And sometime in the day I've to find time to draw the plan for the bungalow.




A very busy weekend, God grant me strength and stamina.
Rapidly approaching burning myself out.

With love, to myself

一直不停的赶

很累。每次打开电脑做功课就是在赶。
别说要好好分配时间。是不够用的。

而且，有时不是我不想帮忙。Groupwork就是要大家分工合作。
只是如果组长偏要通宵自己做，我实在没办法。
硬跟她抢着做？很遗憾，我没敢让她有机会说一句“没关系，我做的更好”。是的，自尊心受不起。
试问，面对不信任自己的组长，我该怎么办？



莹加油！累了就和朋友聊聊，看看杂志，或闭目休息一下。只要别burn out就是了。

Friday evening jam

Waiting out d ham jam in d mac lab o Taylor's library cuz dont wnna b caught standing on d bus in d jam. Switches on fb. Gets invited out for dinner. Decides to go for dinner by first taking d bus to where friend is. Taking d bus while there's a jam outside.










sarah you are hopeless.



Short note (day after):
Friday evenings are day outs for most people. If dinner is taken at a 24-hr kopitiam located near common ground, it is inevitable that one'd bump into friends.
LOL-ed at the face of one of our mutual friends when he stopped to say hi and realized who my dinner companion is.

Please. What you see is what it is. Dinner and conversation.

Happy Birthday, J

Working @ Evan's w Shiobi and Huiwei for our first studio presentation later today.
Drove here @ 3pm and somehow it's now 5am the next day.
Called mom @ 8pm to say I'd b home late.
Called dad @ 12am to be told to go home ASAP.
Mom called @ 1am to tell me to stay put till daylight.
I'm horrible @ staying up late, and yet it's now 5am. *forgive me for repeating, I still can't believe it*






It's a friend's bday.
Since I am for once w a car and he isn't, I drove over to take him out for tea arnd 10pm (after dinner).
Mighty quiet bday celebration, just d two o us, in an extremely brightly lit 24-hr kopitiam.






I know what Vicky and Shin thinks/said.
I know what I told Mortal Dear.






But I'm not sure what I think.
Shites.

Staying up till 2.25am

... becuz I'm in one o my moods.
Wouldn't it b better if I just go to bed and sleep my bad mood away?



8am class tmr, work not done, bag not packed, clothes not laid out.
Letters not replied.







Sot.
I blame Hormones.


Nitez.

One after Another

I couldn't believe that it got this far. In the eyes of our mutual friends, I mean.
I. Am. Not. Amused.
Resigned, more like.
I am not swayed though.
We. Are. Just. Friends.



Greg once told me, it's good enough that we can even share a slice of Jesus' pain.
With the one meal I had for today, and the Good Friday service during which we kneeled, stood and kneeled some more.. I am thankful.
I am also thankful for the friend that went to STM's 8pm service w me. After my class and his work.


Not so thankful though that our colleagues now think whatever they want to think regarding a guy and a girl who went to church together.







Gnna go snuggle in bed to open Yying's letter which had arrived by post this morn.
Things that can't be helped can go work themselves out, I refuse to worry.





ps
After I finished this post and got into bed, sis came bouncing in w the news that my mom thinks that I have a boyfriend, namely the (ex-)colleague with whom I went for service.
With all fair respect, I did invite Shin and Nico to join us. They declined.
Also, I. Am. Not. Interested.
Last night was a religion thing, no romanticism intended.