Relaxation.
Pronto.
One month has passed by swiftly, prior to my graduation and here I am still lazing my arse off. In the past month, I have done nothing that I am proud of.
I haven't been putting my brain to great use.
Nor my hands.
Mind you yellow-heads. I was referring to getting some crafts done.
Like perhaps, revamp my room for a change?
Maybe I'll post up some pictures of my room.
Then you dearies will know why it needs some serious refurbishing.
Maybe I'll post up some pictures of my room.
Then you dearies will know why it needs some serious refurbishing.
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Sometimes I marvel at how ungrateful I can be.
Sometimes I marvel at how ungrateful I can be.
This is what I have been waiting for ever since my junior year in NP.
The much anticipated long holidays where I'm freed of assignments, projects, children, and the rest that goes with it.
I used to whine, groan, curse, and everything else at the mention of school.
Oh long holidays, I very much wanted it.
Oh long holidays, I very much wanted it.
But but but.
Why am I not making good use of it now?
Instead of enjoying my new found freedom, here I go again, whimpering about how much school was much more enjoyable.
yada yada yada.
Read: I did not have to worry about money back then. I was spoon-fed. Big time.
Never in my dreams have I imagined job hunting to be this hard.
Oh yeah. Trust me. I never thought it would be THIS HARD.
I need a part time job.
Oh yeah. Trust me. I never thought it would be THIS HARD.
I need a part time job.
Read: t.e.m.p.o.r.a.r.y.
One that could last me till the month of june, whereby by then, I would "whole-heartedly" welcome the days of mugging and rushing for assignment deadlines.
Oh well.
As for now, I am eagerly awaiting the arrival of March 12th.
Ah. On that day, I can proudly declare to hoNey,
Oh well.
As for now, I am eagerly awaiting the arrival of March 12th.
Ah. On that day, I can proudly declare to hoNey,
"Goodbye dollars, hello r.e.t.a.i.l. therapy!"
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I need a coke.
Make it Diet Coke.
With Lemon.
Oh. This is by far, my most extensive and elaborative entry.
Hah.

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