Wednesday, June 01, 2005

Listening to: Drowning by Backstreet Boys


Boy am I poofed bigtime. Just started my second module two days earlier, and already I just feel like curling in a dark corner and die. You should have seen my face when I saw my Advertising and Promotional management textbook; lets just say that it was just the perfect thickness to do a decent flipbook cartoon. Our three different lecturers were of different personalities too, in a nutshell: one's a strange woman with even cornier ideas (self-intro in class?!), a uppity over-qualified dude who most probably go by the books, and a potentially interesting lady who has links to the media companies. In short,I'm so screwed. Ping, and you still say that I shouldn't rot cos the new mods be prolly more fun? I say, ha.
Best part of it all? The bloody classes all clash with the GSS. Not to say I have the stamina to shop anyway. Just the mere three hours of class is already enuff taxing. Haha...not to mention that I run a very high risk of getting a heart attack every time either Fran or Ping or any of the peeps in my gang yells when Bollywood Hottie walks by. Yups, my fellow frens, you heard me rite, I sorta like to get to know this guy from class. He's like awfully cute... but I digress.

Anyhow, enuff of my sulking and incessant complaining. Happy Birthday to my funkin' cool fren FRAN!!! Hope you're enjoying yourself, am looking forward to clubbing maximum this fri! ^^
Continuing the shopping count: Lime-green tee ($6), Silver belt ($15, so not a bargain. argh), Retro sandals ($10). I bought Moulin Rouge, shall proceed to indulge into the love story that was never meant to be... ta-ta~

Who needs love?