You know how people like being busy only because it sounds all important? I used to be one of them. Then, I got busy for real and I don't like the sound or smell or sight of busy anymore. :|
I hate hate hate hate hate having to give back to back exams. I gave three of them in the last three days. All important subjects that are heavier than my tiny head. *sad face*
Then, I flopped on my bed and fell dead. Like a cat.
Today, while I was cramming up bits and pieces of Sociology into my brain an hour before my exam in the train, one aunty, overtly curious, kept popping her head into my notes. I did what any good helpful kid would do. Changed the angle of the book and made it easier for her to read. Pulled out my ear phones and head bobbed to music. Study, aunty, if that's what you want. I love nosy aunties. I can't wait to grow up to become one of them. ^.^
That picture up there, I clicked it. She's a friend. It was for a photography event. What say? The thought behind it was about tradition being a dying trend. Anybody wants to buy it? Hahaha I'm kidding. *nervous laughter*
Honestly, one more week and then I would have completed a whole month of not blogging. Seriously, you guys ought to learn to miss me and hit me with 'we miss you we will die if you dont blog' mails, man.