Spending 3 out of 5 weeknights in school after formal lessons and meetings is both mentally and physically draining.

RAMS course was held on Monday and Tuesday. Honestly, I can't really remember anything. I remember the acronym PEEPS from the first night, but I don't remember a single thing from the second night as I spent half of it on Facebook and the other half doing my readings. I just hope there would never be a need to fill up the accident report form. The 2 nights spanned a combined total of 5+ hours. That's too much time gone.

Wednesday night was nightmare stats night. I think I got one entire question wrong. And I'm not fully confident of the other 3 questions either. I started the exercise normally, and then I reached out to my GC to calculate the standard deviation. I stared at it for 10 minutes trying to remember how to enter a table of values and getting the GC to calculate the standard deviation. 10 minutes later, it was not a eureka moment that got me my answer but google. And then it was road bump after road bump before I hit the dead end, which was the last question. SOS messages, phone call and Gchat. Fingers crossed =X

Thursday started at 8am and ended past 11pm. Back to back lessons, one take home quiz, one in class quiz and one meeting right after my second class. I barely knew what was fueling me. A shopping trip to get my fake spectacles and I went for SOS as Clark Kent. Though to a random person I'd look like newly-jobless-and-drunk Kent. Random conversations, a beer or two, laughing at people, getting laughed at, peering into the respective money boxes from time to time and camwhoring. By the end of the night, I was slumped on the sofa at the darkest corner of the University Lounge. It was so dark, all people could see was the white outline of my shirt beneath my blazer. The money boxes joined me at my cozy corner and soon, I counted our collection for the event. Catering alone would have put me in the red, but considering that it's the first event we're doing as a committee, it was a good experience. Expensive taxi ride home and the long overdue sleep followed.

Morning lesson. I slept afternoon away. And now, it's a Friday night, but it's just one of those nights where I feel bored/lethargic/worried/confused etc etc etc. A million thoughts, a million brain cells, countless neurons, one brain.