Hello, earthlings. What can I say except I have nothing to actually say? Yes, I am writing out of that getting-absolutely-sick-of-studying feeling. It's not an industrious effort--just the opposite.
My brain needs a break--nothing I studied for the past hour actually seeped in. Hence, I have to cram again tomorrow.
Though surprisingly, I appear to be coherent. Ah. It's the caffeine. Good ol' caffeine, sometimes you and music are my only faithful companions.
I expect the Mom to peek out of the room in about an hour and say, "Three o' clock na ah!" Translated: get your ass to bed and give the computer a break. It is the unspoken bedtime.
I can't wait for the week to be over. Even though I have two upcoming exams next week, I'm looking forward to leisure in the weekend. I have to stalk the book Yssa has been plugging. But I have yet to finish my Palahniuks.
Oh yes. I am looking forward to this:
And to this:
Valentine's Day--even though I am not really looking forward to V-day. Oh, the mush I expect to filter the air. Practically suffocating. Note to self: avoid Facebook and Tumblr that day--it should be bombarded with everything 'luvvy-duvvy'. This is not bitterness. This is nonchalance.O siya. I need to destroy more brain cells--if that were possible. Okay. With math next in line, it is. Fare-thee-well.
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