"If champagne's for celebrating, then i'll have a martini."

that means i really need to get loaded on LOTS of martinis or something haha.

i've never been the studious type or the kind who cares much about studies (though some think otherwise, seriously some do) but i find myself feeling a teeny-weeny bit worried and a whole lotta uneasy about how my results are gonna turn out.

i keep sighing la since the last paper. i know wallowing in self-pity is a disgusting behaviour but i'm only gonna do it for, maybe, half a day more haha. after which i'll do a 180-turn, suck it up and move on.

SO I WILL GET OVER IT and you don't have to deal with this emo shit any longer.

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okay, half a day's gone now so i'm (almost) over it. am going to paint the town red in a while and indulge myself at swissotel with the chocolate buffet. YAY! not.

how come i still don't feel happy? okay, happy thoughts, happy thoughts.

Labels: freakin' future, hate school, town