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131201, 1519hr, illinois time. my gosh. just one last final exam...please please please let this be quick, i just want this semester over with. yet, it ain't gonna be easy, because my last exam is the communications one. the evil of all evil. the one i failed. the one i feel intensely stupid in. the one i'm determined to get at least a B for. grrrr. so that's it man, it's intensive studying tonight! no more going on icq to whine about studying. no more baking. no more checking email "just in case". no more random rewarding of self with food despite not having done any work. [no, wait, that last one's got more to do with my diet plans. hahahahaha....] yes, it's combat time. grrr. i'm more of in the ra-ra and ready to go kind of mood, because i feel quite motivated to end this semester with a bang. i either fly or die, whichever. anyhow, i'm one day closer to my florida trip, so that's making me really happy. yet, i'm also one day closer to leaving alvin, which i'm trying to not think about. which upon much futile hinting and probing i realise alvin is obviously not thinking about, that heartless bum. lynn complained that my description of alvin was too mushy. aiyah, but that's precisely the fun part of having a boyfriend, you can be as mushy as you want to be, irritate the hell out of everyone around you, and yet you don't care, because nothing else matters but him. heh. is that mushy enough? truth be told, the mush exists only online, because alvin's not into the lovey dovey stuff, and i blush a lot easier offline. so yeah. don't mind the mush here, it's all a matter of tension release for me. pent up romantic frustrations get magnified into a humongous monster here. hahaha.. i have to go to work within 30 minutes, and in the mean time i have to go hand in my final paper for political theory, so i'm not in the mood to exactly write an intricate and extravagant entry here today. with the standby combat mode i'm in for my communications paper tomorrow, not too likely i'm going to have the time to say anything else vaguely coherent here, until after my exams tomorrow at least. wish me luck. wish me strength. wish me lots of discipline. argh. tomorrow, i shall be free...... | ||