The immediate wk after the exams have concluded for the poly students marks the start of their mth long holiday... I was kinda disappointed when I went to work on [Mon] cause the hols simply translate to lesser ppl visiting the library, which to my hormones, means a stark decrease of guys for me to ogle @...
Which is why I was thankful for the stock-taking activity tt my dept decided to hold to distract me from thinking too much due to the lack of books to shelf...
I shouldn't have counted on having a smooth sailing day when I started on my stock-taking with the [Digital Library Assistant] a.k.a [DLA] - a scanner to scan the books on the shelves... There were quite a number of books which the scanner couldn't detect due to the lack of the tag as well as books tt were catalogued wrongly... Books tt were supposed to be in the [Reference] databased ended up in the [Lending Collectiong] and stuff, so instead of the promise of the easy task of simply scanning the books, I've to fish out the books tt were not in the [Reference] database as well as the books tt couldn't be detected by the scanner...
I was getting the hang of the thing and establishing a pattern to a way of scanning when my fingers pressed a button too fast and all the data tt were stored in the [DLA] were wiped clean... The whole 2.5k books which I've scanned so far were totally swiped off from the memory card... Believe me, if not for my replusion to uttering expletives, I would've shouted 'Foxtrot' there and then...
Determined to salvage the situation, I hastily started from scratch and managed to re-scan 1,702 books before it's time to knock off from work, all the while my heart was hammering in my chest cavity, threatening to explode through the rib cage and I was sweating, yes, sweating in the air-conditioned confines of the library...
I didn't confess and hope tt the perm staff didn't notice anything amiss with my slow progress...
[Tue] came and I continued from where I left off and managed to complete my task of scanning... A total of 5k books... Unbelievable...
There was a talk on [Thurs] in the library regarding independant travel a.k.a backpacking and it was the 2nd most exhausting thing to prepare for the talk (the most exhausting was the stock-take) as there're 125+ ppl attending the talk and there were lots of furniture to move abt and chairs to arrange... Just as this was completed and I thought tt I could take a breather before being phtographer, I was unexpectedly thrust with a task tt demanded my mental control...
We thought we took the wrong controller for the projector tt's located in the cafe and I was tasked to exchanged the controller for the correct one... So I headed to the counter and asked the staff there for the cabinet tt stores the controllers... Then there's this female staff tt simply thinks she's so superior and turned a smothering stare @ me as if I shouldn't belong behind the counter and asked me who I was... I concede tt perhaps she doesn't know me (this despite me foating around the staff office right smack in her face the previous day) and I promptly stated tt I'm a temp staff working in the [Ref] dept... I subsequently enquired abt the controll for the projector located in the cafe area and get this, she started @ me in contempt and actually told me tt there's no projector located there!!!
I insisted tt there's one and she adamantly denied my claim and wondered outloud if I'm referring to the LCD TV instead... I admit tt I'm tired from the physical demands from moving chairs, but I'm sure as hell tt despite my fatigue, I'm capable of telling apart a projector from a LCD TV... Tt staff then reluctantly showed me the cabinet and all the controllers stashed there... I couldn't find the elusive projector controller but was glad to be away from tt staff... Gee, I guess wherever you go, there'll definitely be ppl who thinks there're more superior just because they're more experienced... Yet it's this sense of superiority tt renders them ignorant...
It's off to more physical training after the talk's over and we have to rearrange the furniture back to it's original state as well as shelf all the books tt were used for display... A tiring day indeed and it's just abt to get worse...
By sheer luck, I was driven to take a look @ the [NUS] webby and I almost had a coronary as I saw the requirement to be exempted from the [Qualifying English Test]... A B4 and above for [GP]... Damn tt I got C6 and have to do the test... Worse, if I couldn't pass, I'll have to take some [English] module... Which is freaking me out even more cause when I had a look @ the sample paper, I almost couldn't do a single question, like fish out the grammatical error from the passage or even have the inspiraion to do a decent argumentative essay...
And I thought tt the worse is finally over, right up to the point when the cursor clicked on the [Special Term] link and I realised tt the module registration starts on 16 Mar!!! I believe it's @ tt instant tt I began to hyperventilate as I haven't made a single plan on what modules to take as well as what modules I have to take when I start sch officially in [Aug]...
In the end, I spent the 3 hrs of [Thur] night looking through the [NUS] webby, going through the modules tt're compulsory as well as the application for the [Tuition Grant Loan], application for payment using my parent's CPF, etc...
I believe it's this state of anxiety which caused me to fall ill yesterday... The sore throat morphed into a full blown fever of 38.3°C by the time I got back home... I dumped 2 [Panadol] before resting in bed and to my awe, I had a whooping 12 hrs slumber...
If dreams are an indication of something tt will never happen in reality, then I curse my fever-induced erotic dream...
[Touch My Body] Parody...
