Pre Exam Babble

I love how I want to write, right before the exams. Once again, I have nothing to say, but at least procrastinating here, I'll have something to show for it afterwards.


Firstly, and this is merely because I have no idea where this post will go, I can now type without looking at the keyboard. Yes, almost three years at university, and I finally learn a worthwhile skill. Yes, I am not here as much as I used to be, Im lazy. If anyone actually cares.


I think Im trying too hard here. I should just set another episode of Outsourced to buffer, yknow, since I took all of six hours to go through slides of two chapters of MBR.


This is too much effort right now. Actually, Imma go on typing just to see how many errors I make.
So, yeah, lets talk, pretending someones here. No one ever is actually. God Im such a downer today.


BLEKKKKHHHHHHHH


And somebody gonna get a hurt real bad soon. You ll know who you are, and its very likely you didn't check here for the heads up.


Stupid strike. Stupid exams. Stupid dogs who make me look bad.


Im completely sober right now. Promise.


Id end this post, but then that means back to staring at MBR slides.


The massi didnt come today. I chore-d. Not that its noteworthy, but just saying. I also have cash in my wallet again, and nothing to spend it on. I wish retail therapy excited me as much as it excites most other chicks. I wish I was the hard working type like most other chicks. I wish I get outta this lousy wistful phase.


Enough of self reflection, I'm  very rarely interested in what goes on in the other persons head, unless its connected to me, so I'm not gonna put anyone doing me the courtesy of actually reading the BS I just spouted through anymore of it. 


If mom catches me watching Outsourced I wont be able to use the Im-studying-leave-me-alone alibi anymore and she might make me help out. But I think she wont. Catch me that is.


I cheated during the Econ quiz, the second or third time since the tenth grade Ive done so. I dont even feel guilty about it right now. Though I cannot honestly brag about having an active conscience anymore. And I do not know how to spell "conscience" correctly. Not blaming my newly realized typing skills, but just my bad spelling ability.


I bought the MBR course book today, finally.


And then I lost it. Within a span of 25 minutes. On the walk from the photocopier to the gate.


If You're laughing up there, its not funny. And please get me an internship. Without a pawwa. And take me for a swim.


Its about time I started keeping a diary. Till then, well, this space is mine for the abusing.


Fack. Forgot to buffer Outsourced.