Tuesday, May 16, 2006
full blown sinus explosion @ three AM spells endless suffering and a nose sore from all that tissue interaction. hence, you are more or less spared the monster psychobabble that i am so prone to spouting at times like these.
or maybe not.
i cant decide which is worse.
doing summer term and getting mediocre grades
or
taking quantitative methods during term and flunking out beyond compare.
does that even sound human to you ?
'quantitative methods' ?
more like some alien lingo brought to earth for the sake of torturing my math-intolerant brain.
apparently the pre-requisites for this module was an understanding of calculus & algebra.
there must be some misunderstanding here.
how the fuck did i become eligible for this class.
hur.
whining and agony aside,
im doing my instinctual silent countdown everytime the end of term draws closer.
jail term more like it.
i think ive eaten a red bean pao every other day during breaks for the past 4 weeks since summer term began. i swear, i might just start turning into one soon.
enough rambling.
i have to model my hands for manicurist noobs at 1030am.
its been a while since ive upheld a code of punctuality, much to my dismay.
snow patrol - one night is not enough
mar de sade gnarled at 2:56 AM
2:56 AM