The weight [heaviness on our shoulders/ the cross we bear/the burdens we carry] is a gift, and we're not going out like that.

Brace yourselves for a deluge of an entry.

Last Friday, I found myself on top of a little passenger express boat, I kid you not, roaring down a river, with a bunch of people, two girls and four guys for our group, huddled together for warmth, under a green canvas with the rain bearing down on us and hitting us like bullets due to the speed of the boat, with the Borneo rainforest on either side of us, and one of us asking, "Is it just me or do u all also get this surreal feeling like we're on freakin Lost?"

It took as SIX FREAKING HOURS! And we were ONTOPOFABOATROOF!!!

Hahaha. I have lived on Borneo my entire life, but regardless of what any of you may think, I have hardly ever experienced the Borneo shown on TV, the Borneo where that first Survivor was held, the supposedly exotic Borneo of tribes and jungle and what not. Ive lived in the town of Bandar Seri Begawan and Miri for a good portion, and while not considered roaring cities, theyre not exactly backwater either. On this Longhouse visit, I was immersed in a part of Borneo I didnt realise was still very much richly in existence.

And thats really all I have to say. Tho I was surprised at how much the indigenous people can drink, and how strong they are, as well as how the town has WIFI but no phone line. And how seemingly..fresh everything was out there. It was just different and while part of me missed civilisation, I must admit how I craved the simplicity of life the little village and the longhouse offered.

Nice.

Though my friends who lost uh, their phones and armani shades on the journey down the river could probably attempt to kill me because of my positive feedback, it was a really good getaway and I cant wait to do it again one day.

I havent seen the Da Vinci Code yet and theres already talks of Angels and Daemons being made into a film. Hold up!

Okay, I cant put photos up, but oh my God, this cracked me up: http://media.onetreehillweb.net/images/othposter.png

Its the adults of One Tree Hill in the exact same pose as the teens of One Tree Hill. That show is my guilty pleasure, my closet addiction and admitting that here really makes me want to shoot myself and find another nifty fandom. Could I not have found something less dramatic to be a fan of? Nay, I say, because this show indulges my need for freakin good music (I really recommend For Blue Skies- Strays Dont Sleep), for good quotes (AHHH!) for girl friends (we all need a Haley-Peyton-Brooke in our lives, tho perhaps not the liking of each others man part..), for boyfriends (I want a Nathan! Or Lucas! Or even a Skills or Mouth!), for escapism, mostly, and for maybe just having a place to settle in and feel at home at the end of the day, even if it is just a television show with ridiculously good looking characters that go through more drama in an episode than I do in okay, a week (since my life does have its own dramas, and not all are self induced) and they get shot, they get killed, they get laid, they get their hearts stomped on and crushed over and over and over and at the end of the day, theyre still willing to go on and live.

Or maybe I just need to get some sleep.

Today is my 3rd consecutive day of running on empty, miraculously pushing 20 hour days, with 2 to 4 hours sleep as my break (4 hours if Im lucky). I got home last nite at 4 am and then proceeded to do my laundry till about 515 am because that, my dear readers, was the only time I was free to do so. I then slept and got up at 8 and went to uni by 9 am and spent the whole day there, went home today for 3 hours and now Im here again and its almost 3 am and I have to be at uni tmrw by 9 am.

Oh, Im doing two group assignments and presentations btw. Plus had a test on Monday and a lab test this Friday, with council duties and work intersected. Its EVERYTHING at once and I dont like it.

It boggles my mind where I get my energy. made me laugh when she said,"Remember the city that never sleeps? Well Izzah's the girl that never sleeps!"

And I looked HORRIBLE today,apparently, so much so that one of my friends actually gave me her shades to wear in the labs because my eyes have horrible dark circles under them. I look like the walking dead apparently, but thats ok..except it has caused me to not really see people right in front of me..and has me hearing the wrong things and well..lets just say my brain is malfunctioning more than usual.

Saturday and Sunday plans is hibernation before I throw myself into studying for my exams. Oh joy.

(Who wants to bet that doesnt happen, full on hibernation, I mean?)

But darn it, Ill try.

Friday is the end of the semester. How utterly swift time flies.