in a manner of speaking

suffering from withdrawal symptons of various kinds, missing ______, missing ______, missing ______, and not wanting to do my tax takehome.

listening to:
Broken Dreams, Basement Jaxx
In a manner of speaking, Nouvelle Vague
The stuff, Lasse Lindh

Put your records on and dance

listening to:
Loose (album), Nelly Furtado
Elusive (album), Adrina Thorpe (independent artist)
Put Your Records On, Corinne Bailey Rae

dreading:
Monday (why didn't I lie and tell them I wasn't able to start until next week? 'Cos I'm stupid, that's why)

wondering:
if I'll remember much of this summer, having wasted spent it slaving working

happy:
getting rid of blog-addiction ;p

where the *beep* did January go?

Working full-time really messes up with Life.
9to5 is more like 8to6 (and if not, it feels like it)
and the reason I want more shoes
is because I get bored.
Living for the weekends,
then come the weekdays, too quickly,
happy on Monday, only to
realise, I'm delusional and hence dreaded Tuesday,
memory of Sunday, long gone,
by Wednesday, its almost over
and things look brighter again.
Repeat.
damn this broken record.

one word

tired

"dangyunhaji"

Holy moly, i went to print off my notes and found: "Printer is out of ink". Of course it is.

Only when there's finals.

killing me slowly

argh, fed con, i hate you!!