For some unexplained reasons, Rebecca is now sleeping in my room. Okay, she's sleeping with Poh. Literally, as in sleeping beside him. I don't mean the other definition of 'sleeping with' here. It's weird la. For the record, she is weird enough already. Hahaha. In a swift movement, she can jump up from the study table and land onto the bed, which already lies Poh. And then she will go all childish and start playing with Poh, as if I'm non-existent. Alright, she acknowledges me once in awhile before going haywire again. Her roommate is just as noisy as her, and in a way it's strange how fate works itself out. Both pairs of roommates are couples as well as good friends. As a foursome, they hang out, eat and study together. It is only during these mugging days that they jio-ed me along for meals. But I always felt left out in their er..conversations. Strange conversations. Like I can hardly tolerate my half making salivating comments about the hunk sitting across the canteen, or bitchy remarks about people we know, in front of me. But then, it's none of my business. On the upcoming exams, I feel rather defenceless this time round. There is this kinda feeling inside my brain that makes me feel helpless about the impending doom. Surprisingly, 11 more days and my holiday will start. I can hardly believe it, BECAUSE, 3 out of the 4 modules are only half-revised and the IT mod has been left untouched since light years ago. To add on to the made-famous quote commented unwittingly a year back, I'm now like Lionel Lewis [Singapore goalkeeper] facing 11 Ronaldos with all my defenders sent off. I'm feeling damn exposed, ya?