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God won't let me burn out =)

brain (instantaneous state) = fried
eye bags = 3 x w, where w = amount of water retention due to lack of sleep for 1 day
mind = work done -> infinity

work done by neck in holding up the increasing weight of my head due to above formulae = F against gravity X distance of head from desk

= weight of (fried brain + eye bags + growing information in mind) X o.3m

==> state of neck = permanent injury

clues pointing to over-mugging:
1) u start thinking of physics theory when going about everyday stuff
eg. looking at the sunset - thought in Joanne's head : the reason why the sunset is so brilliantly red today is due to the added humidity of the sky, due to impending monsoon season, which results in a shorter wavelength of light refracted from the sun, resulting in a more intense red color.

2) when your body voices its protest by lying paralyzed on bed, your mind spins on going through a growing to-do list, and evaluating the chances of getting a >4.0 GPA this semester

3) you wake up after a tiring night of trying to shut down the body system while the mind has hanged, and find that you've lost all motivation to go through a day filled with 3 tutorials and 1 2hr-lecture.

4) a permanent crick in the neck that when triggered, produces the intense urge to continue plowing through the work piled on my desk. And in my bag. And in my files. And in my to-do folder.

oh well... at least i'm finally getting math.

We understand, we praise Him. We ache, we praise Him!!! ROAR!

Comments

SEAN said…
ha. You also must JIA YOU!! haha. rest more man..

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