first week of lessons so far has been a farce; i suspect we were called back a week earlier just so that we don't get a break from our mostly horrendous T^P experience. horrible people tsk tsk
yes, it's really nice to be back in school. it's nice to play games, hee hee har har, it's nice to see friends around... and then some tee hee. but i wana be learning something, dammit- thanks to a mildly sprained right thumb, i didn't even get to play vball today OH SIGH. and now i sound like some irresponsible player who promised to go down for trainings but didn't turn up *low morale*
i walked through a grass patch the other day... and missed playing. can you believe it. so before i graduate and be too lazy to play anymore, for real, i better do something about it now, while the invitation is still open and i'm still somehow wanted. bah.
the pink camera-that-has-turned-into-a-vibrator has been laid to rest; you have served me well, and now it's time for you to retire~! say hello to scarlett (yes i've been reading Gone with the Wind over and over and OVER again, so sue me)
hanny hearts her new pretty red red camera! but that doesn't mean that i'm not super upset about the death, or rather, temperamental consciousness, of my very first digital camera =(
and may i mention that every single module this sem feels like a crash course in international accents; from greek to korean, cheena singlish to invisible (gym teacher who M.I.A-ed), you name it, we have it. every single freaking lecturer has a weird accent or other. *rolls eyes* and when my english modules start, the contrast will be even more jarring. yippee yay yay oh dear.