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I think I have chronic fatigue. I am so tired. I woke up at like 10am because my mum wanted to bring my brother and I out for lunch and now I'm back and all I want to do is sleep. And I have a seven page draft for my writing module due, plus another 3-4page short paper for my pseudo visit to the Buddhist temple which I haven't started on yet. I actually ahve a proposal to start on but AUGH I WILL JUST DO A RUBBISHY JOB ON THAT ONE TOO.
WHERE HAS MY RECESS WEEK GONE!??!?!?
Actually, I slept at 4am last night. I was pottering around at 3am (where I finally got down to finishing my article about garang gunis hurhur) and my mum was like still awake so I talked to her for AN HOUR until FOUR? AND I AM SHIT TIRED NOW. My mum thought that it was 1am. WTF?
So anyway, I'm kinda screwed lalalala. And remember, I was like THIS excited for university. Now I think that I'm ready to graduate and run off to Japan and be an English teacher and live in my fantasy world where LIFE doesn't happen.
Anyway it's off for a quick (or maybe long nap, if I can't wake up) nap before I can cracking for my papers.
You know, I've always mused about how I'd grow up to be an academic and woah okay hold on I might actually decrease my lifespan because of the way I go about writing papers. Totally last minute affairs. Kids, don't try this at home? And this is with a lovely schedule all planned out to the minute. I end up going "oh heck, this is my recess week and I want to play me some Granado Espada!"
Speaking of which, I've finally reached the very low level of 32. ): There's this thing with me and games. I'll start on them, but progress at such a slow speed (but I'm consistent!) that my brother who starts later than me, ends up kicking my ass. It's a fun dynamic because here I am, teaching him how to do complicated combo moves and the next time we play, he's like whooping me upside down. How's that for ้ๅบไบ่!
WHERE HAS MY RECESS WEEK GONE!??!?!?
Actually, I slept at 4am last night. I was pottering around at 3am (where I finally got down to finishing my article about garang gunis hurhur) and my mum was like still awake so I talked to her for AN HOUR until FOUR? AND I AM SHIT TIRED NOW. My mum thought that it was 1am. WTF?
So anyway, I'm kinda screwed lalalala. And remember, I was like THIS excited for university. Now I think that I'm ready to graduate and run off to Japan and be an English teacher and live in my fantasy world where LIFE doesn't happen.
Anyway it's off for a quick (or maybe long nap, if I can't wake up) nap before I can cracking for my papers.
You know, I've always mused about how I'd grow up to be an academic and woah okay hold on I might actually decrease my lifespan because of the way I go about writing papers. Totally last minute affairs. Kids, don't try this at home? And this is with a lovely schedule all planned out to the minute. I end up going "oh heck, this is my recess week and I want to play me some Granado Espada!"
Speaking of which, I've finally reached the very low level of 32. ): There's this thing with me and games. I'll start on them, but progress at such a slow speed (but I'm consistent!) that my brother who starts later than me, ends up kicking my ass. It's a fun dynamic because here I am, teaching him how to do complicated combo moves and the next time we play, he's like whooping me upside down. How's that for ้ๅบไบ่!
