On Burning The Midnight Oil

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Actually, truth being told, until today.. I still don’t get it why the phrase “burning midnight oil” goes as such. Well I do understand what it is trying to convey. It’s just that… why burning? Why midnight? (okay I can accept midnight, I get it for this). And why oil???

Okay I know I’m asking stupid questions.

It’s like another idiom; “A stone’s throw away”, and me asking why a stone, and not a pebble? Or some shit.
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I woke up at 9am today. Brushed my teeth with my Colgate, cleaned myself up and got changed. I went downstairs to seek if there was breakfast. Mom said yes. I was unsure on whether I should be happy or sad, because I wasn’t quite hungry at that moment.

Till she told me, “Take your char siew pau over there”.

WAHHHHHHHHHH. Nice. Long time since I last had it. (Sorry, a not-very-halal-topic)

Anyways, since 9:30am, till NOW, I’ve been doing my Creative Journal. And having the title being “CREATIVE”, I have to frik’n be creative when I design this creative journal. It’s not easy okay. It’s very stressful, for my brains. My creative side of the brain, that is.

Alright fine, perhaps I’d admit that we were given a longer duration of time instead of 2 days long (this dues this coming Tuesday). Actually we were given 12 weeks to do this CREATIVE journal using our CREATIVE minds and designing it CREATIVELY.

Bahh.

Please. How long have you been a Malaysian? Or at least, knew a Malaysian?

When we are given a very long duration of time, there will only be one thing set in our heads; “Still alot of time lahh, can chill first”.

Thus, the frequent existence of the 2-days-last-minute-work.
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As much as I want to snap some photos of my creative journal progress so far, I’m afraid if I do so, I’ll totally miss my sleeping time and lagi cannot finish my work.

On another note, I have a very sad news to share. My external drive went corrupted today. All of a sudden. Don’t ask me how or what or why or when. No, wait. I just told you when. Ughh..

It got corrupted. Period. :(

I have all of my photos in there! All those since God knows when till present! And it’s all gone now! Not to mention, I have all of my assignment photos in it. I have no backups for all of it. So yeah, damn right I’m fucked.

As you can see in my wishlist, I noted “1 Terrabyte external hard drive” there for a reason you know. You know why???

Because I sensed this was coming! Just not THIS soooooon! WHATTHEHELL! Can like at least give me some time to back up some of my important files?

First, my camera memory card gets corrupted. Once. Then it happened again. So that makes it twice. Then now, my external hard drive gets corrupted. What are you going to pick on next, huh? Pfft!
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I’m dying with my journal now, seriously. I’m thinking if I should continue doing it now, but I’ve been counting the hours. And it’s been 13 hours long since I started doing this shit. That’s more than half a day!

Perhaps I should stop. And sleep.
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Yours truly,
Cheryl, does he notices me?