Tuesday, March 31, 2009

OH EM GEE.

...this accurately summarises my life right now.

JS2222 litreview is slowly but surely killing my brain cells. I STAYED UP 2HOURS MORE THAN I PLANNED YESTERDAY TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT EXACTLY I COULD TRY TO WRITE TO SATISFY BOTH THE CRITERIA AND MY POMPUS PS-IFIED NEED TO WRITE PS-LIKE ESSAYS. also, I have this vvv strong urge to impress thiamthiam, cause achieving that would be like getting an A.

or better. A+ yo.

Some people earn respect without trying. Others need to learn to respect other first.

But anyways, the 2 hours was well spent, cause I now actually have a flow going on. But the chance to impress thiamthiam is flying away. NOT SO IMPT KAY. ND TO ACTUALLY WRITE SMTH FIRST YO.

To celebrate I am taking an underserved hour break. I use it to blog, stalk other blogs and feel emo. I put yellowcard's version of Don't You Forget About Me from their MTV performance on a loop and read this secondary school kid's blog and get all emo. CAUSE LIKE SHE WRITES SO WELL YO. BETTER THAN MANY OTHER UNIVERSITY-LEVEL WRITERS YO.

It's like, here as you listen to emo music, read stuff that smacks you in your face and tells you you fail at life so hard, because you have at least 5 years of education up hers and still she whups your ass with like 5 lines.

OH EM GEE. fail. fail at life.




Also. I am craving masala tea from Komala's. ARRRRGH. I JUST WANT TO STRIKE SOMETHING OUT.