TOUGHSTUFF: I KID YOU NOT!

Apparently studying is not the only thing I could slack in--take this blog, for an example: a daily activity degraded into an occsional chore. In my defense, however, life has been pretty mundane these days, hence the perpetual lack of inspiration and motivation to write (type?) or even say anything remotely witty (or so I hope I have been so far).

Lectures for the past few days were so-so, since much of it was covered in A-levels anyway. Under normal circumstances this translates to more opportunities to catch up with my studies, but of course, such times are best reserved for sleeping or idle chats with a certain housemate.

I shall elaborate no further on my incompetence (or blatant lack of ability thereoff) in managing time--I really ought to start studying now.

Really.

But I can't help blogging. It's just too darned addictive once I've started on my self-indulgent tirade (hey at least I admit it). In fact, since I've been referring to myself too much I shall therefore refer to myself as a third person to sound less, well, annoyingly pompous.

So.

Benben went carolling today which would've been perfectly fine if it wasn't for the fact that he was supposed to be reading on the blob of thing we refer to as the lungs. And not to mention how dinner was not provided, which meant he was pretty hungry; but thank God for snacks anyhow.

That's all for tonite. Well, once benben gets down from this sugar rush.