voque nippon.

im home! for the independence weekend.
oh god, caffeins and i am lost. i am a ghost, i writhe through seconds, and i am living on three a.m caffeine fixes, the munchies in the mouth and.. Lucas Scott. well, i didnt exactly lived on caffeine. only when i have need to burn whatever midnight oil so as to not perish in the world of numbers and to tame the manufacturers, the debtors, and creditors and whosoever. the dip in accounting i mean. if you get what i mean. if you dont, well thats fine. slept at 7am yesterday morning due to preparation for financial accounting common test (FAR200). i dont exist as of late. or, maybe i do? i am an OWL. gah. anyways, the test was a nightmare, it was as if i woke up from the dream hoping i did not wet my pants. but, i did. well, i didnt really peed in pants! what i meant was, the test sucked so bad that it feels like i peed in pants. slap me with something hard please. im babbling and inserting nonsense. yes, im aware.

I have a bad spine, neck hurts from time to time, pretty little dousche bags under my eyes, mononucleosis (oh god, disappear, please) and i hurt after a 10-minute pilates session. no, i dont do pilates. what was it you call it? figure of speech?

what happened throughout the week : (i) had tonnes of assignments and a couple of tests and quizzes. (theres more this coming week. oh, good lord.) im not the only with schools of assignments. everybody is. yes, im alert. (ii) zero training session. everyone was pretty tied up with replacement class and mid terms. what a disgrace. i miss. (iii) almost zero frolicking with femmes. and again, busy busy busy with capital B. (iv) mother had a little accident, her ligament was torn, and now she hangs her left arm around her neck wherever she goes. pity you. bak kate papa, tula main tak nak warm up, nie nie nie... tu tu tu.... babble babble. *evil laughs* oh well, screw him mother. at least you have others who care! anyways, i am so scribbling and doodling that cast of yours! now you can join my team of the OKU's! (v) extravagant oaths from mid-week to decrease procrastinated workloads and procrastinations.

righteous. i am goddamn exhausted and full of fatigueness. i need my sleep. goodnight.