want one, get one

finally got down to things after dragging my feet after an eon, inertia will be the death of me.

i disgust myself sometimes, on my complete lack of a backbone. always relying on others to relay information and asking for advice, when it's obvious what i'm supposed to do.

so that was a small step for moss, and a giant leap for mankind.

studying is a bitch and i know her personally. i cannot remember when was my last weekend that i spent that was NOT squinting at times new roman 12. this is atrocious. but i needa grit my teeth and wait for less than 48 hours to pass, because freedom awaits at 1500. too bad i haven't studied completely, revision is a snail and i think by the time i'm done even my grandson also ord.

(RAH)

when i think of css the first thing that comes to mind is the carride(s). usually strapped and directly behind driver. today was the same and first time in history honours room! (: i feel very motivated to do honours if only i could redeem an otherwise unsalvagable cap.

i must have hope.

yawn, i'm so tired that i didn't even other editing this properly. ikr, malas ttm.

kk, seems like i need some sleep after the trauma today.

ciao~

edit: i have awesome friends (: