Ugh
Okay, pretty strange day. In no chronological order:
Chapter One:
The finals of my one and only paper ended in disaster… well not quite… but imagined disaster. Whatever I read prior to entering the examination hall turned out to be totally the opposite of what I spotted! Imagine entering a swordfight naked and armed with a stick facing a knight in full armour. Yeah, it was THAT horrific.
So I had to do a MacGuyver and… well… improvise. I hacked the chapters in my head and slapped in whatever that fits. It. Was. Ugly. And to make things worse:
Somebody went out earlier than I did! Gah I’m miffed. To everyone that I tortured during my university days of exiting the exam hall early, here’s a late apology (not really apologetic though, I DID have fun and I still do).
Here’s crossing my fingers and hoping it’ll fly.
Chapter Two:
I have no qualms about new people trying to get to know me. But for love of… please do tell me your NAME! 4 hours or so prior to my finals, an sms came through from my "previous admirer". Okay…… I’m still cool at that point. I asked who? And it was rejected.
Seriously, the whole "anonymous owner of phone number xxxxxxx" is definitely not going to get on my good side. Ever. Names carry power, and one of those power is to connect, to know. An anomaly such as this is abnormal to say the least.
Sigh
Not that I’ll care much anyway. I already have something else to preoccupy my mind at the moment. This distraction is in a way quite damaging to the subject in question in Chapter One. Nah… not really. Just making a mountain out of a molehill because I feel like it.
I need some serious food tonight. I wonder where I haven’t been to yet on this side of the nation to go eat? Hmmm….
