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Jesus, Alan.
What the hell is wrong with you?
Come on. You're better than his. |
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[Jan. 1st, 2008|06:00 pm] |
<3
Apparently, I've to stop worrying and just enjoy.
I'll try my best... |
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| This Is The Life. |
[Jan. 1st, 2008|02:56 am] |
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Woo. New Year!
Didn't get as merry as I'd hoped, but it was still fun bringing in the bells with le Grandparents, even if it was slightly shortlived.
Spent the whole day in bed. FFXI runs on my new laptop! I can finally make a permanent return to Vana'diel, and it'll give me a means of escape for when the exam pressure starts to get to me in term two.
My Grandpa was a little taken aback when I told him I was moving back to HWU tomorrow. It hurts, yeah, but it's not like I can just not leave, right? I can aim to keep in touch more, though, and that seems pretty likely to happen, given his new-found discovery of the mobile telephone.
Gah. So much ironing to do. I hate packing. |
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[Dec. 30th, 2007|02:17 pm] |
Pay Alan his wages, and the following happens...
Milkshake + Milkshake + Milkshake + Mac and Cheese = OH GOD AM GONNA BE SICK !!!
So much for my (eventual) switch to Veganism.
Oh yeah, and my clutch cable decided to be tempermental on my way to work this morning. Whenever the pedal went in, it refused to pop back out without a persuading kick. I think I drove the entire way in third gear. Amazing day so far!
Well, I also managed to convince my assistant-manager into dropping a couple of my shifts next week, so that's a plus. As is the fact that I'm meeting up with Lauren, Tatenda, and her friend tonight. That's bound to be good, so why don't I feel all that great about it?
Hmm.
I blame all the ducking milkshakes. |
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[Dec. 4th, 2007|01:36 am] |
Ohmigod.
I'm just so distracted today it's unreal.
Well, it doesn't deserve too much of a fanfare, considering I've spent damn near the whole term dodging lectures, tutorial and general coursework, leaving me only slightly better off academic-wise than I was in September. All the skiving this term has left me with nothing to show academic-wise. At least last term I could almost justify my failure at maths with my As in both my Management Project and International Economics. This term, on the other hand, I've just been lazy. I can give myself the tiniest piece of credit for shuffling myself to the Library almost every day for the past six-or-so weeks, but when you're living one-hundred-or-so feet away, the impressiveness fades. Mergh.
I'd my first exam of second year today. Intermediate Economics. I went into that exam knowing only what I'd managed to cram in the past few days of scattered revision. I've only myself to blame there. Not the lecturer. Not the fud who wrote the paper.
Moi.
The slacker who, come 2010, will still be working in Mexx instead of gradutating.
Dammit, you. Shape up. |
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[Nov. 25th, 2007|03:42 pm] |
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Alan thinks too damn much.
His time would be better spent trying to finally understand the concept of a solow model, than making an ill-fated attempt to deal with anything bigger than the decision of whether to eat lunch in Microbyte or Libertys...
Ooooh... grr...
Look! It's Angst-Man to the ducking rescue!
Craaaaawwwwwliiing iiiin my skiiiin!!!
These wouuuunds they wiiiilll not heaaaaalll!!!
Just shut up and don't do anything stupid. Don't you be a ducking idiot now.
And go back to economics while you're at it. |
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[Jul. 19th, 2006|10:45 pm] |
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I fear that these long, boring, summer days are causing me to slink into another depression. I'm beginning to suffer those feelings of emptiness, rejection and lonliness that I haven't felt since early last year.
I don't wanna go back there, latching on to people until I scare them away. Right now, at this point in my life, that's the last damn thing I want.
It could be just the stuffy weather affecting my brain. Dammit. It's half 10 at night, and I can feel sweat trickling down my leg. Gaaah! |
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[Jul. 11th, 2006|09:52 pm] |
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Nothing interesting happened today. Yet, for some odd reason, I feel compelled to write an entry here. What's so interesting about an eye test, a haircut, a gym workout and realising my english skills suck more than a hooker with a Dyson-Vacuum-Cleaner for a windpipe?
I shouldn't have given up Higher English last year. <.<; Dammith it. |
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