Yes, the high has left me. The weightlessness doesn't seem very light anymore. TV is starting to become a bore (SERIOUSLY!!!) Every morning, when mom comes in to open the curtains so everybody next door gets to see her daughter's panties, I stop yelling "Leave me alone!!!". Instead, I ignore her and remain in bed for another 2 hours. Heck, everyone's probably bored of my panties already.

Sounds pathetic? Yeah it is but the worst thing is everyone I see and everybody I talk too are part of the holiday conspiracy. "Oh here comes the lucky girl!" "I'll kill for such a long holiday""Wow...I'm so jealous" and on and on and on and on and on. Sigh...

However, I've just been rescued from the jaws of boredom and to my amazement, all it took was one phone call from IMU. "Hi, this is Hazlinda here. Your offer letter will be arriving tomorrow with your Uni of Liverpool dean." YIPPEE!!! I finally have something to do and yeah, the excitement of going to UK is back again. Then it hit me, I would have to see my dean tomorrow. Ok don't panic. All I have to do is tell him I love Beatles and I love football. :o)