Exhausted

It's only the orientation week loh. if you can't even survive this, you are not going to survive college.

I overheard this statement while waiting for my turn to perform on Huang Cheng's auditions.

How true.

I am not quoting this to spite all you out there. But the fact that I've been whining recently about how tired I am made me pause for a moment, amidst all my hectic "schedule" of painting banners, rehearsing skits and dances and settling various other class stuff, to think if I am seriously getting myself too involved in too many things.

Being ethusiastic is one good thing. But being able to keep up with your enthusiasm is another thing.

And more often than not, I can't. Partly because I need a lot of rest to recharge myself, unlike the others who can sleep at 2AM, wake up at 6AM and still stay fresh for the rest of the day.

I can do that too, but I don't think it's worth sacrificing my health for that.

It's only Week 2. 50 more weeks to go.

Perhaps I should really get myself "out of trouble" as far as possible.

Because I am tired.

Because I know that there are 50 more weeks to go.

And I want to join Students' Council. I want to join Huang Cheng. I want to go for movies. I want to go K-BOX. I want...

Sigh.

A couple of Vitamin C tablets, a can of Pokka Green Tea. Repeat sequence for high energy level.

Perhaps I should stop my cupidity of leisure.

Rest. Rest. Rest.