I seem to have an uncanny ability of making a fool outta myself. So today's lecture was Financial Reporting, and as usual, it was bloody boring. So on and on the lecturer Mr. James Kwan went, droning on about, actually I'm not sure what exactly he was droning on about, but yeah it was utter big-snore stuff. Basically, I was drifting in and out of his teaching, but I did understand what he was teaching, most of it anyway. My mind started drifting off to, I don't know, some random thought, I think it was something like, "Man, I can't wait to get out of this shithole of a place. Hmm, home? Yeah probably. I feel like mixing now. Mmm I can just feel the 2 beats locking together...." and suddenly James Kwan says "Are your listening? Can the people at the back hear me? That guy there -points to me- can you hear me?"

Uh-oh.
Someone pass me a shovel, or a paper bag, please.

And on he went, pointing and asking. Sneaking a side glance at Pingyi and Rachel didn't instill much confidence in me. Their eyes were saying "Not me not me not me not me not me, I don't know I don't know I don't know".

"Ahh not really sir, could you speak up a little?", I went.

"HUH?"

"Err, could you speak up a little?"

"If you cannot hear me, YOU MOVE TO THE FRONT HERE AND SIT, HERE GOT PLENTY OF SEATS."

"okay." "after the break sir." followed by a lameass thumbsup sign by me.

I could still use that shovel.

Anyway, I didn't move to the front after the break, and he pretty much didn't care/forgot about the incident anyway. Oh and he did lambast another guy in the same row for looking sideways throughout the lecture. To top it off, I slept like an idiot on the bus again with my head bobbing everywhere. Actually not exactly bobbing, more like, sliding all over the place, 'cos I was leaning my head backwards. Not quite sure if my mouth was gaping open, I sure hope not. One of the reasons why I choose to sit rightttt at the back of the bus, so that no one can see me in my "drunken" stupor. Jeez.