No, I'm not procrastinating!
Topic 2 of Econs notes is staring at me with an accusatory glare. If it could speak, it'd probably say "I'll be coming out in the exams. Why won't you even take a look at me???"
In my distressed state, I would then reply "You're gonna announce that you're gay during exams?"
Ha ha ha. Pardon my bad attempt at making jokes.
I don't know what's gotten into me.
Must be you lah, Dina.
I figure this should (notice the key word) be my last post till the common tests are over.
The first paper is up tomorrow - GP.
No sweat right right right?
Pray they'll ask questions on Britney.
(But how to be objective about her? Okay maybe not.)
Aaaanyway.
Archaeology's gonna be the next hit sensation.
If you didn't know this, perhaps you haven't heard of the next Harry Potter, who's gonna be a boy archaeologist.
So I googled 'archaeology' and looked at pictures of skeletons and cracked crockery, but mostly skeletons because I guess that's what archaeology is mostly about, in my narrow bimbotic mind.
I mean no disrespect to the people long gone, but their skeletons tickled my funny bone
(omg I'm so pun-ny)
(Taken from AOL news)
Is it me, or is the skeleton on the left trying to touch the middle's goodies?
The middle dude seems positively tickled, can you see it/him trying to stifle a giggle?
I can almost hear him say
"Aww stop it! People'll see!"
I'm sorry for the guy on the left.
In a last bid attempt to find his true sexual orientation, he grabbed middle dude's goodies (what else do you call that?) and found that he liked it (I've never seen a skeleton so gay, as in happy but I wouldn't say no to the other meaning too) but too late since they're gonna die anyway.
Right.
It's been a rather incoherent post but I've done what I should have done long long ago.
I've procrastinated long enough already.
My academic pursuit will start very very soon, I promise.
Wish me luck for the tests.
Voodoo hoodoo magic will be fine, I'm not particular so long I pass the tests.
If you want hair or snot, I'll be happy to send it to you.
You'll know where to find me.
p/s. Okay maybe I was kidding about the voodoo stuff. No black magic for me! Maybe if Harry Potter's reading this, he can send me those quills that write the right stuff. Yeah, those will be a safer bet.
In my distressed state, I would then reply "You're gonna announce that you're gay during exams?"
Ha ha ha. Pardon my bad attempt at making jokes.
I don't know what's gotten into me.
Must be you lah, Dina.
I figure this should (notice the key word) be my last post till the common tests are over.
The first paper is up tomorrow - GP.
No sweat right right right?
Pray they'll ask questions on Britney.
(But how to be objective about her? Okay maybe not.)
Aaaanyway.
Archaeology's gonna be the next hit sensation.
If you didn't know this, perhaps you haven't heard of the next Harry Potter, who's gonna be a boy archaeologist.
So I googled 'archaeology' and looked at pictures of skeletons and cracked crockery, but mostly skeletons because I guess that's what archaeology is mostly about, in my narrow bimbotic mind.
I mean no disrespect to the people long gone, but their skeletons tickled my funny bone
(omg I'm so pun-ny)
Is it me, or is the skeleton on the left trying to touch the middle's goodies?
The middle dude seems positively tickled, can you see it/him trying to stifle a giggle?
I can almost hear him say
"Aww stop it! People'll see!"
I'm sorry for the guy on the left.
In a last bid attempt to find his true sexual orientation, he grabbed middle dude's goodies (what else do you call that?) and found that he liked it (I've never seen a skeleton so gay, as in happy but I wouldn't say no to the other meaning too) but too late since they're gonna die anyway.
Right.
It's been a rather incoherent post but I've done what I should have done long long ago.
I've procrastinated long enough already.
My academic pursuit will start very very soon, I promise.
Wish me luck for the tests.
Voodoo hoodoo magic will be fine, I'm not particular so long I pass the tests.
If you want hair or snot, I'll be happy to send it to you.
You'll know where to find me.
p/s. Okay maybe I was kidding about the voodoo stuff. No black magic for me! Maybe if Harry Potter's reading this, he can send me those quills that write the right stuff. Yeah, those will be a safer bet.
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