Came home at 3 something pm. Yesterday I went to sleep at 345pm. Alarm clock ran at 4.15pm. Went back to sleep. Woke up at 7pm. I thought it was the next day. I thought I was late for school. But then I remembered that school starts at 1pm, and it was still Wednesday. Went back to sleep. Woke up at 8pm. Ate dinner, did homework. Did my IMB project on gene therapy. Slept at 2 am. Had a very strange dream. Someone from my class kapo-ed my organiser, so I snatched it back from him. I slapped his face twice with it. He complains to the tutor then the tutor send me to see some director, who has a moustache, wears glasses, and looks like a gay. The director asks me to follow him, and I actually have to run after him. He runs into the lift and the door closes. And his office is in where? The other end of Singapore?! So I make my way there. He gives me suspension, forces me to drop one of my modules by the end of the day, wants me to write a statement, and demands to see my parents. Wah piang eh, I have got to sleep earlier....These late nights are screwing my head... Sian later got maths test...haiz..