1,2,3, Go Away!

You know what i hate about family? The way you can't make them stop talking without sounding rude.
-sighs-
Apart from that, i love them really..
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A lot of new things are going on. But for the time being, it's under cover. Not to worry, not a paid murderer just yet. Not that i would post that on the internet! Ok, maybe i would.

It's "mock week", which means exam prep and sleep time. And the occasional friend breakdown. Yes, a lot happens when you don't blog. This is also one of the very few Saturdays in months that i haven't worked. Yay to that! =)

How British Are You?

You Are 15% British

Listen mate - you're definitely not British. Or Australian. Or Canadian even. British culture is simply not your cup of tea. And you're obviously off your trolley! If it just so happens that you live or come from Great Britain, you're still not British. There's not really anything British about you. Do you even like football matches or beer?

How British Are You?

A Break

I don't believe that being unhappy can be blamed on someone other than yourself.
Do people wonder what happiness is because they have forgotten what it feels like? I don't understand it, but i'm trying to. How can you forget how to be happy? Not knowing why you're unhappy is one thing, but forgetting? Silly.

It's hard to pick yourself up. But waiting for someone is much harder.
I realise today that... I'm happy. I wouldn't have done it any other way.
I won't question in depth why i'm happy, when it happened, or how.
Just accept it and hope it doesn't go away. Oh and smile. =)

Crowded

Haven't had time to blog, or when i had time i didn't have the energy to type the feelings.
I'm seeing myself turn into one of those professional multi taskers and i hate it. What happened to the weekends when i could not set an alarm clock and when i could go to bed as late as i liked? Now everything has a time. It's all scheduled, and it all has a price. School, work, and school work. Weird thing is, i'm not complaining, i like it like this.

I quit quitting chocolate. Was never going to work.
Learnt how to ride a bike, and the chocolate was my reward. =)

"As work goes up, talking goes down" a friend told me. What if i don't want it to go down? I don't want to lose touch, although already doing exactly that.