it's 11.27 p.m.
while my fellow coursemates are partying it up in a bar in swanky Paddington, i'm writing up my crayfish report in my pink and daggy chequed pyjama trousers.
i'm beginning to question my priorities.
there should be more to life than getting the grades i want.

. . .

it's 12.36 p.m.
all i see is still my yabby report.
but this time around, i've got a bottle of Corona+a slice of lime and one Tim-Tam to accompany me.
i guess my priorities are alright.
i do not question my alcoholism.

. . .

heeeehehehe.
yea i know.
(we promised..as did i)
but no one knows!
so don't worry.

HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY!!