i havent been blogging lately.
and the start of the school term definitely has not aided matters.
year4 is proving to be nothing short of
painful.like who has heard of homework in the first week right!
looks like i'll be bookworming it with my roomie 2.0 earlier than anticipated.
hurhur.
argh in a random note to self - must stop anyhow spending monehhh.
not say got alot lor.
almost ended up buying a super pretty, absolutely fabulous (i repeat:
super pretty,
absolutely fabulous) adidas jacket yst.
the only thing that stopped me was the fact that it cost about almost as much as liposuction for one thigh.
i am a freak. hur.
i was in my 20thc class the other day (ewwwwww) but i do like this very much. and everybody knows that when i like something, i do like to write it down:
' It is true that life is sometimes very swift and breathless, but not always. If we are to be truly alive there are large pauses in which we creep away into our caves of contemplation. And then it is, in the silence, that Memory mounts his throne amd judges all that is in our minds, appointing each his separate place, high or low, rejecting this, selecting that - putting this one to shine in the light and throwing that one into the darkness. 'i like how this gives me a reason to blame something else for my selective lapses in memory.
speaking of Mansfield, damn presentation on thurs. shit year4 is no fun. =/
ok im tired and i need to study. byebye y'all.