Sigh.
Just the thought of sorting out junk from "real mail" tires me. Well, that's what you get when you haven't been online in weeks, possibly months.
Exams are finally over. (:
No more anxiety, no more panic attacks, no more last minute mugging, and best of all, goodbye trying to cram information into more than 2% of my brain! (Well at least for the rest of the year.)
Now all there is left to bother about are report books, the dreaded results.
Bleaah. Best to quit thinking about it and have all the fun I can before it's too late. :D
It's quite difficult though, to partay right now, seeing as I'm sick. :/ Holiday fever- literally.
I woke up at 5.25am with a temperature of about 37.8 degrees celcius or so. And my back and neck hurts like puck due to all the "chicken" in Gwen's swimming pool that's half the size of an Olympic sized one!
Bloody rich girl is not exaggeration. Her house is bloody huge. It's like an island resort or something. But I shall not brag about Brudder's house. :)
Yesterday was all fun and games right after the Chinese paper. It was lunch at Toast, followed by shopping around town. Then it was off to Gwen's house. First one in the pool was poor Rachael. :) Gill practically threw her in there! She literally flew into the pool- shoes and everything.
Thanks, Brudder, for the FABULUS party. ;)
So I'm experiencing the terrible effects of two much sun or something. All I did today was watch two episodes of my much loved House, idle around and now I'm using the computer.
The importance of being idle.
I don't mind
As long as there's a bed beneath the stars that shine
I'll be fine, if you give me a minute, a man's got a limit
I can't get a life if my heart's not in it
Hey Hey
I lost my faith in the summer time
'Cause it don't stop raining
The sky all day is as black as night
But I'm not complaining
I begged my doctor for one more line
He said "Son - words fail me"
It ain't no place to be killing time
I guess I'm just lazy
Oh wells.
My mail's waiting. :/