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So I can breathe you in
La nuit ♥
World spins madly on
My life is a whirlwind of readings and financial issues, and waking up late.
Nah, there's more to it, I just can't be bothered right now and I'm going to BLOG because I have so much to say. Well, we'll see exactly how much.
First, I HAVE TO GET THIS OFF MY SYSTEM.
You know what happened to me today?! My hava's broke! You know how there's this button thingy that kinda stops the strap of the thong from moving away from the base? It just snapped into two, rendering it useless. I was at uni, so.....gosh, I felt like some hobo with just ONE shoe on. I might also go on to mention how on Monday, the guy at Pronto Pizza spilt HOT coffee on my shoe. Just ONE shoe again, so I was walking around with one shoe stained brown and the other white. Thank God they were only some old beaten up track shoes or I would've screamed murder.
Why does stuf like that happen to me? Seriously? People's thongs "break" but are fixable, cos usually the button thing pops out of the "hole" so you just stuff it back in, all good. Mine?!
So leading from that point, I bought new ones cos I JUST HAD TO! I wear them at least 3 times a week, sometimes...7 days a week. There's 30 bucks...unnecessarily yet necessarily spent. It's one of those "emergency buys" as I learnt from marketing lecture on tuesday.
NEXT!
I can't find a job! My tuition boy comes....whenever he likes so there is no fixed income. Well I'm sometimes glad he doesn't come so I don't have to spend time studying complex numbers, again....but then, I need the money. You know, benefit-cost principle? I kind of gain on both aspects, I get money and I erm, retain freakish knowledge of math.
Now that was a load off me.
School's pretty rad though, I'm having "fun".....in a weird way. It's not like fun with friends kinda fun, rather, well...I don't know! (lol) Yeah it probably wouldn't be so much "fun" anymore once the assignments start piling and the exam period swings by. It's pretty soon, really. It's already into the third week of uni, and some assignments are due around 9 April-ish....basically before easter. What the assignment is on though, remains a mystery to me.
I also need a job because the number of things I've got to pay for never ends. The biggest hurdle currently is, easter camp; $90.
Then there are all the miscelleanous things/events...like a new pair of havas cos my old one BROKE! Apart from that, I saw this dress on ASOS which must be made mine, now I just have to find a way to convince my brother to let me have his credit card. Also facebook threads tempt me into going for certain events with certain friends. SIGH. I need to be like tiff and boon and say NO! I was on the side of "no" all the way until I cracked under the pressure of, of, of, of...nothing actually...just trying to find an excuse for myself. I figured, it's only just week 3, if I'm going to be slack and waste time....what better time than now?
Okay...sounds reasonable, right?
To end off, I'm kinda scared of doing badly at uni. Right now, I'm just floating along.....in the sense that, I have no idea what I'm supposed to know, or how I'm supposed to be doing things, or even WHAT I'm supposed to do. I have no idea what the exam is going to be like, and you know, just stuff along that line.
Oh, my dad made this shirt! Well, he dyed it this colour....he says it's meant to be "tie-dye". I suppose if you look REALLY closely it could somewhat somehow pass off as a tie dye....lol.
