I Me Myself

What was the start of all this? When did the cogs of fate begin to turn? Perhaps it is impossible to grasp that answer now, From deep within the flow of time... But, for a certainty, back then, We loved so many, yet hated so much, We hurt others and were hurt ourselves... Yet even then, we ran like the wind, Whilst our laughter echoed, Under cerulean skies...

Monday, October 01, 2007

A Breather For A Short While

I am giving yours truly sometime to slack.
Not that i have not been doing that often this week.

Finally, the prelims are over, the results are back.
Whew. I did so-so for all my subjects. Which was a HUGE relief.

Now that it is done and dusted, i have lost all momentum to study again. I simply loathe the idea of re-doing what i did 1 week before my prelims. It is not a matter of self-control, but simply I DON'T FEEL LIKE IT. What a bore. I resort to playing computer games all day long while people around me are studying hard like there is no tomorrow. SLACK.

This week is pretty short, means i am going to spend the whole bulk of my day at home, means MORE SLACKING. I'm going to die of too much slacking someday.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

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1 Comments:

Blogger MAG said...

hey! first time here... your shirt in the pic looks like my bowling tee! haha.. >"<

5:20 PM  

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