The Library Seat Stealers.

Woke up late today to see three missed calls on my phone from my dad. Quickly called back but luckily wasn't in any trouble. (He hates when I wake up late)

Ate breakfast (three buttered toasts with chicken slices and sprinkling of black pepper), drank milk, watered the tulips then headed off to the library after awhile.

Library was full at 2pm! My favourite seat was taken! It's such a good seat, okay! Such good feng shui, can really study properly but only in that seat! Haih. So had to look around for another good seat. Had to scan each entire floor for empty seats and then had to change seats twice cuz they were lousy seats (too much noise or distraction). Finally found one on the fifth floor but sadly wasn't a good one. Respectable tho. Minimal noise level and no annoying sun glaring into my eyes.

I now know the entire layout of the library.

Studied till mid-afternoon then stomach rumbled so I went back for lunch. Burnt my tongue on a bowl of salty Nissin noodles stolen from housemate. Lingered like noone's lingered before - watched Kevin Hill on TV, played guitar, lay around before finally hauling my ass back towards the library.

On the way there, I wondered to myself, eh, such a beautiful spring day. Sun shining, temperature not too bad, kids playing frisbee, laptop out, music blasting, and setting up a BBQ for later on when the smoke will envelop me when I walk back home. *jealous

Studied a total of 25 pages in 5 hours! Yeahh!

Went back home, quick shower before I planted myself in front of the TV again to watch Resident Evil: Apocalypse while eating spaghetti dinner. I did open my BPV to the Quinolones chapter but I read like one paragraph.

Chatted with housemate for a bit. Going off to sleep soon so I can wake up early so noone will steal my seat at the library. Not even telling which seat it is unless someone out there plans to steal it as well. Grr.