time of the lemmings

My energy is sapped.
Long days and nights, an unrelentless barrage of tutorials + stufftodo + workworkwork and sleep deprivation maketh for a lemming.
But,
I will continue smiling and laughing, as I did today after seeing Dilys' retarded ahma face, after hearing Grace's bimbo ninja exclamations, after snapping paparazzi-worthy pictures of the Dorably like Dora Cheryl Heng, after ribbing Mylene about her ahsohness, after Melinda's screams whenever curlycurly is mentioned, after Qiao Wei leg splits, after notsodiscreet-gesturing to Fangtian in Econs, after spazzing about Antique with Hian Kek, after hearing Sze Wai's pledge to marry someone's hair, after a day with S11. And who can forget the soccer girls in the morning? Especially Leena and her act-sehness. And the 41st, during the high times during National Day songs and sitting around and waiting. Cool. I guess one needs time to remember the little things in life to be happy. Or at least, hastily scruff over the bad things with mud. That, and good melancholic music.
So, come on Life, give me your best shot. Shit happens but, suck it up and move on. That's how I (want to) roll.