Wtf. A couple of weeks to go before the mental incaceration is lifted. This gruelling semester is heading for an imminent death. Isn't December a month of joy and to relish the holiday spirit? It's possibly the most distressing month of the whole year and i have never been this exhausted of my spiritual, psychological and physical being. Ever.
Today's lecture were technical and dry. I was teetering to a state of delirium and my mind wandered with total abandon. It was a cocktail of agendas to fulfill, datelines to meet, plans to follow, things to do and what have you. But spirits ascend mildly when a classmate with a fake american accent tried to be a moronic bitch and incessantly expressed his views and thoughts with nary a logic and sense. If you have nothing good to say, shut the f**k up bitch. I would fling my adidas shoes in your nasty face if i hadn't worn slippers to school. Woah, slippers to school?Didn't MDIS banned slippers already? How did i slip in sans getting caught? Awesome.
Despite funky days ahead, i shall draw every effort and strength to see me through the week. I'm converting every hardship into life lessons and such experiences will only be new chapters added in the pages of book of life don't you think?Have a cuppa and i will see you in a bit.
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