Mornings and mothers

私は病気だと思う。
わたしはびょうきだとおもう。
Watashi wa byouki da to omou.
I think I'm ill (sick).
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I blame it on the fickle weather this month. Seriously, climate has been so out of whack this year so far that there has been no distinct seasons at all. Sooner or later the Southeast Asian seasons (summer monsoon/summer/winter monsoon) will be such an obscure concept that geography students won't be able to relate to it when learning about weather studies.

Am in school now - the Mac lab, as usual - waiting for 5p.m. because I'm meeting up with some of my work-friends for our first ever "staff outing" (LOL), and I have an assignment that I'm supposed to upload onto the school's online discussion board in a few hours time. Am not going to care about it. Because there is simply not enough time to come up with a subject and write an article about it within the next one-and-half hours. And half the class probably aren't going to upload it anyway. Meh.

Anyway. I had a bad morning today. Well, actually, I'm a morning person. Very morning person. I don't even need coffee to wake myself up (which reminds me, I need to stop depending on crazy-strong coffee to keep myself awake through the night to deal with assignments). The only way to make me start a day bad? Have my mother be the first person I talk to.

( Because my life is incomplete without reaching my daily quota of drama )

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以上、Chii です。