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okay. this is totally just a note to myself that i actually did study this year - in case i forget.

okay i hardly studied yesterday nor last week but it is all because of my visa problems. everyday has to deal with them.

i studied from 10am in the morning till almost 6 with just a little break in between on monday. that’s for the record.

and i studied until i fell asleep in starbucks and somebody go and wake me up just to make sure i am just sleeping. i obviously stopped. so for the record i did study  (effectively) for 4 hours yesterday’s afternoon while waiting for lee and kelvin to come back from exams. and yesterday night hardly did anything because cannot get anything in and HEADACHE was killing me. sometimes i admire the other 2. amazing tolerance. and i always thought my tolerence is high but not when i only slept 5 hours.

this morning woke up at 7 started reading my property at 8. somemore managed to buy 2 pairs of backstreet boys ticket for tonight. which is actually in surplus. but i hope the ebay person wont be a bitch. and for the past 2 hours i’ve been studying!! now gg to nap.

just to tell myself next year how much i studied this year thancan make comparison. past 2 weeks just stuck on the same few pages of trust. which is still unfinished.

and i thought democratic deficit is so easy until j bombared me with new stuff. and i still have not decided on topics for tax, and totally regretting on property topic. hais.

it is a sad fact of life that you only realise how interesting and intellectually stimulating the readings the teacher give you at the start of the year are when you do not have time to appreciate and read up more on them.

like one of the most horrible feelings in the world. is to know your death date and to know you are getting nearer and nearer. and the shittest thing is you can’t even like just fuck it and give up. you must still waste your time and effort to try to safe yourself or you might not forgive yourself after that.

then you start regretting not putting in more efforts earlier.

and the worst thing is when you still have even more worrying, visa problems to worry about.

it is so depressing when you realise that at A levels you are aiming for 100% and that 84/90 is a let down. And now.. getting a 3rd is a given [if can carry on my momentum tht would soon be out of the picture] - 2:2 a given, 2:1 a blessing and 1 like.. impossible.

life sucks.

it is not fun to go to exam halls knowing you are probably going to get 40-50 at this rate, 50-60 if you study slightly higher, and a 65 if you started studying a couple of weeks ago. no wonder the english are such a depressed race. you don’t even provide yourself with the highness from getting 80/90s. at least for law. gah.

on the other hand, damn proud of myself and i officially declare that J from today onwards HAVE NO RIGHT to complain that we do not study because as of right now (and for past couple hours) she has been youtubing watching lame chinese shows (don’t even give herself the credit of watching high quality shows) and me doing tax (2/3 of topic done yippie!!!!!) that’s 2/9 of today’s target. and lee is copying kelvin’s notes dutifully in her room. and kelvin is.. poor him.

today’s tax class was interesting. haha. it is fun to see two professors who are so obviously not fond of each other teach together.

the whole lesson was like.. wtf. haha. the old one kept like.. correcting the young one with the technical stuff. and the young one is like.. not sure if he is trying to be funny but kept asking ppl to ask the old one question in such an insincere way. and i AM SURE i saw him roll his eyes - just slightly, like 90degrees at some point towards the nerdy boys.

and the funniest thing is they are obviously educated and polite and is like constantly being so very polite to each other it is like.. hello you are both teaching the same subject shouldn’t you hvae more interaction than that? then halfway they totally forgot they are having a class and started having an intellectual taxual conversation bout this big (tax) scandal etc. etc.

and the constant interruption and correction - substantially boring but haha.. funny even when i am not really listening. was thinking more about my visa.

which is not out yet. fucking hell i really really want to know what all these people do. like why the fuck do you need 15 days (+ up to 1 month) to approve of one passport? i seriously seriously want to know. fucking inefficient and like.. wtf? you don’t need to waste ppl’s time for like.. weeks just to put on an act of oh-terrorists,-dont-try-to-be-funny-cos-we-really-do-research-into-you/elitism. wtf wtf.

really want to give them a slap.

and on the dark side no.2, my TV stick which arrived today does not work - no signals. fuckers.

dark side no.3, another day wasted.

hais hais hais.

almost let slip in a conversation today but totally forgot what it was alll about.

and i think i am so cheated. apparently the doctor’s daughter is just a testtube baby. boring. sian. they really do want to keep him assexual don’t they? fucking producers. and they channel all their innate perverse sexual ideas into torchwood when it would be so much more fun if it is on doctor who. oh wells it is family show.

so far still have not met anyone at uni who likes it just many who thinks it is lame. well it is politically incorrect to discriminate against disabled ppl so the same should be said for tv shows as well.

sometimes even i myself know that i am so nonsensical i understand why my essays sucks. i totally should not be a lawyer. law firms should just hire me to create trouble in the world and pull more ppl into their business. then they can sponsor my extravagant lifestyle and legal fees while the other party pays for it yeah.

nice.

unexpected big dinner today lol. with the usual exception of J of course. who’d rather hang out with her lse mates yeah. kelvin, jess, grace, teoh and of course lee. haha. so many ppl and it was all random and unexpected.

and i took so many photos. of sceneries. haha. i love taking pictures without humans.

and there are reasons why ppl hate the london transport system as we found out at 2am in the morning. after waiting for 20 minutes for kelvin’s bus it actually went pass without stopping fcking anal bus driver. or rather fucked anal bus driver. or wait that is an insult to gays.

it might have even been a female but female bus drivers are usually nicer. so in the end still had to call for a cab.

another day wasted. if i get a million for every day wasted i’d be a billionaire by the time i graduate. counting from like.. primary 1.

felt so happy.

went on a date with lee today. hehe. we had not done this whole two-of-us-only thing for such such such a long time. it seemed so long ago when we were like living in each other pockets.
haha. sound so gay but there has been so many disruptions to our normal routine and it is not even the exams.

this morning suffering from - if possible - coffee hangover. apparently drinkign 6 shots of coffee and not burning out the caffaine leaves you with a massive headache in the morning.

well at least the schizho starbucks guy now knows me.

if only my studies are going on just as smoothly

it is alright when you waste time with your friends doing stupid things but when the school fucks you up it is THEIR FAULT.

went to school at 12 yesterday, found out EU lecture was cancelled. so I was like.. okay lets go for lunch first. then it turned out that Property class was cancelleas as well. Like.. WTF?!

and the reason for both lecturers not turning up are cancelled trains.

so mabye I should divert my (fake) anger towards National Rails/Southern/First whatever.

bloody waste of time. if I fail LSE better allow me to resit for free.

and now we have to go to school again. and they should refund me my £3 for useless travelling!

GAH!

so pleasantly surprised that the custom header actually fits in with the whole colour theme of the blog. the photo is of course, a reminder of J and her obsession with the fattest lemon cake she had ever seen in pret. obviously she was very happy about it the whole day. not sure why as well. maybe she feel she is getting more value for money. like 5g more of cake and poppy seeds.

finished watching 5 episodes of doctor who from last night till now. so proud of myself. as lee said, last year it was Lee Nan Xing this year it’s the doctor and she warns me next year it better be a real man. very very good point.

dreamt of Mr O yesterday. well there was tension. in the dream. i sorta somehow invited him to my house, but once he is there I ignored him just as I always ignored my house guests and went on to make an elaborate sandwich. in fact, i spent so much time making the sandwich i didn’t even have time to eat it. it was ketchup, ham, fried onions, cheese and cereals. no eggs unfortunately. i remembered having trouble with spreading the ketchup evently. but anyway i spent so much time making it i didn’t eat it and as i was making it my cousin was trying to entertain him. so i decided that i should be ncie and ask him if he wants to eat. and he was like.. giving me the look of him wanting to eat but was trying not to sound too impolite to say yes he is really hungry (because he was in my house for a very long time without food). so tension…

if only we are really happening.

in real life i am more and more convinced he is gay. or maybe it is just self comfort. but somehow he looks like he will grow up to be a gay attorney.

other parts of the dream including visa nightmares, fighting with someone - i think it is mervyn for the use of a super super big big computer. i.e. there were 2 keyboards and we were trying to use the computer screen like it is a normal tangible object capable of being shared.

j and weizhi were sort of like in red and floating in the background. or rather j was floating around in red and weizhi was somewhere in a corner.

would have went to study at starbucks but found i have no underwear left and thus could only went out to buy a cup of coffee with my big coat on to cover. unfortunately for once london is not raining cats and dogs - haha and i looked ridiculous in my winter coat when everyone else is in t-shirts and shorts.

and in the light of having a lot to study, i have found another source of amusement for myself. i.e. to guess before i encounter any £ or $ - whether a blog is british or american. if it is something more exotic they would have put it on their sidebar and spoil the fun.

watching doctor who depresses me for some weird reason.

even though this season 4 is too overwhelming. not as nice as before. david tennant looks like a pimp with 2 (3) girls clutching on to him at the end of the day after he saved earth.

and the story lines so lame. haha. but still love it haha

and now he has a blonde, hot daughter as well. with such a lame name i.e. jenny. and it is so hard to think of the doctor having sex. haha. damn weird damn weird.

and obviously there are mentions of torchwood. haha. oh torchwood ended depressingly as well so hais. skins also damn sad. sianz.