And Then It's Down to One

Tidbits: I still cannot believe I'm hooked onto Barn Buddy and Happy Farm. It's such a kiddy thing. It's childish and inanimate. It's so...me.


As I'm standing here looking down the final phase of the journey of my college education, I cannot help but steal occasional (okay, maybe frequent) looks at what was behind me. Everytime I do that, I see something to be treasured. Something that gives me fulfillment. Something you call....HOLIDAYS. Sob sob.

Okay, life has to go on.


Hewood. Hewood. Hewood.


Ignore that.


I've got nothing interesting to write about. Politics bore me to the bones these days. I don't know wtf is wrong with MCA but there's something wrong. Well, wasn't there always a problem?


I'm taking Economics this semester. I hope it would not be that much of a problem, but it's quite terrifying when your lecturer says that the subject is an unemotional one. Never mind that, economists aren't very human anyway. Psychology should be interesting, it's more...emotional.


I've got nothing else to say, and kicking myself in the butt for it. What happened to my mojo, I dunno.