FEED ME!!

*breathe*breathe*breathe*
IMC (integrated mktg comms) is taking too much of my time. This is supposed to be my elective damnit!! Im now stuck, meandering along an intricately woven trek. Its my final semester and damnit!, i've been working my butts off, studying/doing my assignments, when its only the 3rd week of uni.

I think i need to take some chill pills. I think I have to remind myself to eat. My ever fluctuating weight is going downhill it seems. At this rate, I think I’ll be just skin and bones, a reminder of the boys in Mozambique.

But anyway, hopefully all is good, for Friday is the presentation for IMC. Then comes maybe Karaoke (yeah, I’m a boom box slut, give me a mic and I’ll go tralalala), a proper dinner, etc..with Davy and Jing (my group mates).

Oh I SOO NEED MY LIFE BACK!!! I have not been watching TV. YES I HAVE NOT BEEN WATCHING TV!!! I'm so pissed with myself, TV is the love of my life, my passion, my everything!!!...Take away my arms if you want, but never, never ever remove a TV from my sight.

Speaking of TV, had a horror fest at my place the other day. Shutter (3rd time) followed by Emily Rose (quite a dismay given i've heard so much hype abt it)

He aint heavy, he's the Shutter!!!

Ain’t heavy my ass, nearly broke my bones carrying Davy. That was the last form of life I had. Back to my books for now

Finally a post!! DAMNIT!!!

Somehow I forgot that I once used to have a blog. That or my mental thoughts seems to have stagnated since I've moved on from my quarter life crisis (read: turning 26 *gasps*). But i do suspect that the blogging fad seeks no interest in me no more. (like many among others being forgotten easily from low-attention-span-me).

I seriously ought to start with my Integrated Marketing Comms report, but i am digressing.. doing everything but that. (now I know why i am here). Its the 3rd week so far, and i have reclused myself in the company of my readings. I think I am becoming a geek. I think I will be growing old, living alone and eventually die as my decomposing body is slowly eaten up by maggots. Reclusive state cultivates morbid thoughts. How nice...

Anyway, yes, I have moved to Taringa. In a spanking new apartment (ok not really spanking but its amenities and lobby deserves that titlement) albeit filled with the aged who seems to have seen a better life in thier yesteryears (read: wrinkles, sagging boobs, etc) .. It must be THEM!!! these old people!! they are the reason for my melancholic state!!

I think I miss my friends that i left in Singapore truck loads. I miss Ashley dearly too..life in brisbane seems different without that girl whom i've always adore like a lil sister.

I think I need to take a walk. screw that, the slopes here are enough to induce a heart failure. I think I rather smoke instead.

That's all.