The photo above is placed right next to me at my workstation. Each time when i'm upset or stressed or just plain sian, these photos bring a warmth to my heart and remind me that there's a purpose in God's work :)
It's the second consecutive day that i am up still 3-4am despite having to be in school by 7am. As a uni student, i found the wee hours of the morning most conducive to type reports and essays (but this might be confounded by the fact that i was rushing for time). As a sims addict, it was the best way to see time fly past you. And you might think that as a teacher, i have already adjusted my biological clock to sleep early and wake early... but it just seems that my body falls into an easy pattern of staying up late. I might try to change it with much effort... but it's effortless to undo the change.
Nocturnal bear? :)
The wee hours of the morning is beautiful. I don't normally say this. Usually i like light and colours and all. When it comes to individual work however, the wee hours are a fantastic time to work. It's quiet yet noisy with car and irritating motorcycles. There's an occasional scream or loud laugh that makes you want to pop your head of the window to kapo.
Good night folks, see ya in 2hours time? :)
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