Ok, finally, I blog. For those who do pay attention to the simple and idle musings of a great guy, I apologize deeply and proclaim the return of the daily or rather, nightly blogs filled with innocent questions, fun-filled philosophy and the occasional fire-breathing dragon. Whee.

Basically, the essay, which I have been slogging throughout the week, has successfully ended. Researched, written, slacked, written, slacked, stressed, burnt midnight oil and now, thrown it away into the dark void I term... the ESSAY BIN. No more essay and I do not want to look at it anymore. I wonder why I've been so complacent lately, and not doing regular work and doing rather, last-minute work. Must be the final sem.

So what have I been doing? A housewarming party at Lid's house, beautiful place, a little far, but damn good brownies. You go girl. This new group of frens I made are pretty fun pple. And I'm glad I've met them. Soon, I shall own them... and I get free lollies.

Next, went shopping today... in the city with my ex (needless info but it does give me the air of the tragic hero and who doesn't wanna be that for a while). Went to Louis Epstein and bought... clothes. Everything was on sale.. thus, the spending. Pants was $50, T shirts were $20 and $40. Sigh... and I thought I didn't spend much. Goes to show how gulliable I am. But they are good clothes. Paid for my ex too. I want my money back dammit.

Went to a frens bday party at F4 just now. Interesting. I didn't know 99.8 percent of the pple there so you can see how 'interesting' it could get. Thank God for happening Victor who introed me to pple. And thus, I could dance. Well, flail my arms around wildly but you get the picture. Man, I wanna be Commerce now... Commerce and Biomed. Perfect combi. Damn you Arts!!! Give me back my youth and perhaps intelligence.....
Saw a rendition of 8 mile too. DJs battling it out. Pretty much an eye-opener. I wanna rap too. I'll go "1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10, was your face run over by a tram? How did that feel you motherfucking turd? I'll kick you in the balls and see u roll in the dirt."
That's why I aint a DJ. I'm an arts student. Yippee. I.. .want my... youth.

This just in, my dog has rummaged and took the 2 bags of snacks we kept, and ate them ALL. She's now tied up in my living room and does not get to sleep with Kenny tonight. Bad Girl. Watcha gonna do when we come on you. We call that Bukkake but that's another story for over-18s. Ahhhh.. WTH am I talking about..... I need help. Or more MFLO.

Finally. Yes, LISTEN TO MFLO. GO SOAK URSELF IN MFLO. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Im in this Jap RnB phase, so nice so nice. It popped up so suddenly, gripped me in its jaws, and now it won't let go. Nooooo.