What happens when I take a break from complex numbers and there happens to be my camera sitting there, waiting patiently beside all my papers and textbooks.

Lol I just got an overjoyed call from Roofie to go shopping in the city, because she scored free daily transport tickets for the day >_> such an asian cheapo… I refused though, because I had much homework to do.

Then an hour or so later, I got a call from CheeseKate :D
When I first picked up the phone, I heard a squeaky Kate-like voice chirping away on the other line, though Kate kept refusing the fact that she was actually Kate and started sobbing when I couldn’t guess who she was >_> though my first guess was ACTUALLY her! HAH! What a nimbustwothousandpoop though, Haha :)
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH WELCOME BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YIPPEEEEEEEEWOOOOOLALALALALALALALALA :) Now the holidays can begin with this yellow fellow of mine here back in Melbourne :)
My homework just growled at me, it tells me to stay at home and not go out with friends.

Hello.
I have decided to take a good long break from my laptop and to only go on when I need to post up a blog entry about a big outing or for other important matters, starting from today.
I’ve realised that these days, all I do is absent mindedly open up my laptop and type away about the same thing over and over again. Boys, myself, homework, boys, myself, homework.
My blog used to be a place where I could re-read and write posts and feel happy. But now I spend most of my time in my own world has done no good for me, I need the best of both worlds; planet earth and my world of my own thoughts, if I spend too much time in either of them then disaster prevails, which is now the case.
I have now officially; lost my sense of inspiration, my humour and myself, I don’t know what I’ve changed into. I feel as though I’m dying every time I type up a post, much like this one I’m typing up right now. I don’t like re-reading my posts nowadays because they’re just not manageable to read and so not… me anymore. Hence the ditching of my laptop.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ixP_005G-J8
Watch if you dare.

I’m also going to stop going on my laptop at night time. When I go on my laptop at night time, all I do is.
1. Check who’s on msn. Oh he’s not on, that’s too bad. Oh she’s on, why don’t I go talk to her? Oh she’s away now, nvm.
2. Facebook, refresh page refresh page refresh page refresh page refresh page. 1 notification yes!
3. Livejournal *re-read posts* *re-read posts* *re-read posts* *re-read posts* oh no spelling error *edits*
4. *opens up msn* Aww, my friend signed off, oh he changed his pm, oh she’s listening to this song ladidada.
5. *opens Facebook* aw, no notifications.
6. Livejournal
ARHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH STOP ITTTTTTTTT.

Such mundane activities on repetition. Who’s head wouldn’t get done in? Only old ladies could stand this routine, but I, I can’t.

So.
The next time I type here, I hope that I will have remembered who I really am and also to show you difference, the things that my imagination can create, my own little world.

Here are some pictures to end my post and to end this nonsense.