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  • Rasyida Samsudin
  • Singaporean, Communication Undergraduate
  • Avid traveller & wayfarer

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    Wednesday, August 26, 2009
    / 7:20 PM

    Trying



    I try my best but I can't. Sometimes I wonder why I even bother.

    Anyway, I am too distracted to study. So I heard I took the notes for Foreign Policy out, read it for 15 minutes, tuned out and when I saw a girl on America's Got Talent sing a "Farmer in the Dell" (codename) popular song. The girl is tres gorgeous AND not to mention she did justice to zee song. Went online to tell Neem about it. And got lost in the wonderful world of the wide web.

    That's the story of my life. Week 3 of school and I'm still not taking it seriously. Someone. Help. This. Lost. Soul. NOW.

    That's an emergency cry for help really. Urgh. But anyhoos, I skipped a morning graphic comm lecture (well it was just an hour anyway why bother right) and attended PR tutorial and skipped Spanish and Foreign Policy. HA HA. And here's why: to watch a movie. Lameass blood-oozing movie. Okay fine it's not lame ass but there's just too much blood. And it's Wes Craven's, we totally did not know. Howells. Both Neem and I went out of the theatre nauseated and sick. Microwave head microwave head who puts heads in the microwave to pop it.

    I'm in a terrible need for retail therapy. My wishlist has expanded at the moment, from being negligible to quite an extensive list I daresay. So some of the things in it include
    - a Topshop $139 pair of heels *dies*
    - Zara plain tees yo
    - the black jacket I saw from Fourskin (I think)

    that's about all. not that bad right right? hruhur only problem is I am broke-file-for-bankruptcy-broke.

    ANYWAYS. Thank YOU for "noticing" the little gap I have left ajar for the door. But nothing you do changes what I said. I still hate you anyway.Gracias de nada.

    Okay. Gratification achieved. Good night now. I shall try reading my notes.