it's superultrafabulous that exams are approaching and i'm lagging behind in my readings. beowulf, paradise lost, chaucer.. you know, the great classics that no one will ever know abt until hollywood does completely sexed-up 'adaptations' to draw audiences.
it's also superultrafabulous that studying = snacking during self-imposed breaks. isn't it great? as we feed the brain with knowledge, we feed our mouths with junk. as our brains are enlarged, so our waist size increases. everything adds up, you know. we never have to worry abt our actions not tallying with consequences. i am gg to hit the gym tmr. i refuse to be a victim of exam-induced weight gain.
it's superultrafabulous to study in a public place, preferably one where retail therapy is available when the stress gets too much to bear. i mean, isn't it completely logical to stock up on plastic files just cos they are so brilliantly coloured and floral notebooks? it makes sense right? even when considering the fact that after exams means that we're on break? and we won't be using them? duh it makes sense. it's therapy you geddit? not practicality.
it's superultrafabulous, this life!
Sunday 4 November 2007
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