First post in March.
Time flies faster than the speed of neutrinos, like really. I promised myself that this year will be a blast, and I shall never take back on that promise.
Realized that I communicate with people (especially girls) a lot more now, which is a splendid thing, as I really tried to avoid being some sort of outcast. Pariah is another word for outcast, and it's definitely a fancy word.
Been lazing around lately, as my study mood's been switching on and off haphazardly. Sometimes I just feel like finishing ten chapters of biology in a day, sometimes I feel like finishing ten chapters of my latest story in a day. Whatever.
Taio Cruz's Hangover may be my song of the year. Awesome buildup to the final chorus, stupefying catchy beat, and well, atrocious lyrics. Well, if a song could hypnotize me into doing 300+ questions of biology, then it's good.
And yes, there's a difference, either a conspicuous or subtle one, between sweet talking and a regular conversation. Don't get me wrong, that's my way of communicating with most (if not all) girls. And if you loathe people who converse with honey drenched onto their lips, then just look at some other direction, even though sincerely teaching someone something she doesn't understand is in no way some love-induced topic.
Exams in two days. Wish me luck. (:
Exams in two days. Wish me luck. (:
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