Waking eyes

Some mornings I wake up feeling grateful for everything I have. I get morning crankiness at times, but this morning I woke up feeling serene.

Indulged in a couple of peaceful melodies while I lazed. Weirdly, this weird sense of calm wasn't disrupted by the usual dread I have on a day where I have to work.

Course registration is finally over. As nonchalant as I normally am, I was actually rather worried about the entire thing. Simply because I knew that I knew too little about the whole course registration thing. Had work on the timeslot I'm supposed to register for my courses (great job, I chose the job slots on my own accord). Thankfully, Yihua and Andrew helped me out and got the core modules that I wanted. Hello, 4-day week! I've long weekends now. I'm gonna (try to) make good use of that. Hopefully I'll get the electives I want. There'll be no time for play the next semester. I think I've said this but I really, REALLY, and I mean REAAAALLY don't want summer break to end. Hating the inevitable.

Also really happy during work because there was strawberry flavoured yogurt. Yes. Easily satisfied when it comes to food. It was delightful. I refilled my cup about 10 times. Had it along with all my favourite toppings. Made me really happy for a while. ^^

Have also finished Fifty Shades of Grey. The book was kind of ridiculous, but I got quite emotionally attached to Ana (female lead character + story's pov) and actually cried at several parts of the book. Now, when was the last time I cried over a book/drama. Thinking back, I feel really stupid because the rational part of me is all like Ana's just a lame stupid bitch wtf is she doing just fucking move on with life already. Firstly, I don't believe in love at first sight. Love at first sight = cheap usage of the word 'love'. You can only develop a liking for someone at first sight, but not love. I believe that you can only learn to love someone after knowing them better. Anything before that is just liking, or like, a crush. Then again I'm jealous of how Ana could be so brave, treading dangerous waters, exploring the unknown, and having the sort of love that sweeps her off her feet. The tornado-like, passionate sort. I've never experienced that (and I guess I won't) but isn't it great to have something you go crazy about. Something that's out of your control. Something that can possibly bring you misery, paranoia, worrying, anxiety, but it doesn't matter because the amount of happiness you get outweighs all the bads. I would be lying if I said I wasn't envious. I would like to have my very own Grey too (minus the BDSM, tyvm). Well, back to reality. Gotta remind myself that it's just another fictional book. I used to be a hopeless romantic (rewind 3 years back and I would be like OMGGG they have to be together forevurrrr this is true love omg they have to be together no matter what it's so sweet) but now I'm just like, yeah omg I hope they can be together despite all the differences, but really...? CONFUSEDGIRL91.

Fuel's running low. Famished. Time to sleep it off.

Bonne nuit, babies.