Damn Olympics!

Or should I say damn jetlag! (Damn me?) As you might guess I watched the opening seremony this morning. Yep, around 3.30am I woke up and couldn't get sleep right away so I turned the telly on. And there I was watching it when clock hit 7.30am and it was time to prepare for the studies. Great! Do I ever learn?

Well yesterday wasn't easy night either. First I missed the train in Parramatta (where the Uni is) then because of that I should've waited 55 minutes. Hell no! I took the first train to right direction and got off at Blacktown. There I missed a bus by 5 minutes...So I decided to walk home which is about an hour. It wasn't that bad except there were some kids running their mouths during the walk. Luckily nothing happened but I learned not to do that again at Friday night by myself 'cause Quakers and Marayong aren't the best neighbourhood in Sydney. Anyway I was home around 11pm and was dead tired. And rest of the story you already read.

Damn me!