Danse Macabre

As of now (2:33am 12th Sept 2006), two papers down, three more to go

*sigh*

Been overloading myself with Developmental Psychology since 6pm til half an hour ago, with mini breaks in between chapters. And I’m done. Sort of. Been putting off studying during my study break, it’s so not funny, I tell you. The amount of info to digest..*shudders* gallivanting about town with her, and her too, before she left for KCL yet again, spending time with my sister and my mom, and yes of course, who could forget, hours of idling in front of the laptop. Dammit.

Bandit says: see.. it u put if off more… then u’ll have less time to do it

Bandit says: then u’ll end up panicking and finish all the work really fast…

Bandit says: same amount of work/ less time = faster

so true Andrew. So true.

*procrastinate procrastinate*

The catchiest soundtrack I’ve heard so far.

Summer Nights from Grease..

Well oh well oh well oh well!

We stayed up til 10 o’clock.

Summer fling, don’t mean a thing,

But, ah, all the summer nights…

Tell me more, tell me more,

But you don’t gotta brag.

Argharghargharghargharghargharghrandomnessrandomness2yq5e96972qh5j359r33o:e9h[5u7w5d9j3qhet9u7w5o8i35yq58[jy7jqh599qhe8e9r33olqhe8e9h[52qh559rqool

Go figure.

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