i've yet to start and already the expectations are killingggg me. expectations from who im not exactly sure, probably myself cos im such a worrywart.

one day i will be eaten alive by worry. and my rotting carcass will be consumed by alsatians ala bridget jones (the beacon of hope for bumbling women the world over hallelujah)

why is time passing oh-so-terribly-quickly!! monday is almost here, and with it goes whatever freedom i currently possess. on monday, i technically have to face the reality of my life for the next xxxxxxxx years.

ya la i know im being sibeh drama but let me have my moment okay. sibeh big milestone in my life in which i embrace my soon-to-be-attained financial independence. (as of now i only have 2 digits in my bank account. PATHETIC. i must have eaten my moneh in my sleeep)

anyways as i was saying. today was a nice day. aside from being poked and prodded during a medical exam (my doctor had such charming bedside manner -_-") of course. lucky i had good company. =D

possibilities, possibilities. which i dont want to deal with right now cos im cranky and would very much like to while away my life reading nonsense literature.

cant exactly put a finger on it but somehow i ended up thinking about london again today. reminiscing about it just really made me miss it a whole lot.

and i've still a shitty script to memorize. URGHHHHH.