Poor time management kills. It was a dreadful mad rush to finish picking the answers by random probability, for the 15+ questions that I left blank. When I have only 10 minutes left of course. It was a race against time, trying to pick out the best answer when I'm already flustered enough. I'm crossing my fingers and hoping for the best.
One of the weird things that I derive satisfaction from, is to stack up my notes and books and chuck them in my shelf. It makes me delirious to know that I don't have face the numerous equations and informations anymore. Anytime soon at least. Wait till I am done with econs on monday. That'll be the greatest satisfaction for sure!
The OC seriously rock balls. I'm gonna get my hands on the whole of episode 1 once I'm done with this sinful phase.
Going out and having fun doesn't seem as enticing as it was before. Maybe things are falling apart. Or perhaps I've been stuck at home for far too long that I almost dread going out. The feeling of being caged isn't so much of being "caged" now. Oh well..
The only people whom I truely enjoy spending time with have no time for me. How sad right? Never mind that.
Anyway, it seems like more people are feeling moody and down these few days. Why?? Because it's a vicious cycle. I'm not feeling it
now, but I'm sure it's coming back to get me reallllyyy soon. I just hope everyone who's down in the dumps will bounce back on their feet soon. It's already sad enough to be living in this materialistic society where everyone is self-centred to a certain extent.
I need a holiday. I'm gonna have a holiday. My
feathered friend had better join me. My
baby cakes rather spend time doing more constructive things. I don't blame her. She says it's fufilling, when she receives a big smile. Whatever ok, bf? My eyes are about to hit the ceiling. And stop saying that I'm a morbid bitch!
Blogging has become somewhat tedious. It's hard trying to string my thoughts into sentences that make sense, not just words. Cos anyone can do just that. I guess I'm just brain dead.
*I speak for myself