I hate it when people give me bad news before i go to bed. i end up tossing and turning thinking about it all night which results in me unable to get up for class.
I'm so going to be screwed with all the work i have at the moment.

I'm contemplating getting some of my friends from Hanoi to murder a certain australian at the moment. I have a big ass assignment due on the same day of my big ass exam. A 4ooo word essay due this week which is far from completed. And working in a group with said Australian is such a bitch....feel like shoving old socks marinated in fly-shit down his throat everytime i see him.

My friends have politics between them. why can't people just be happy with each other and let things be? If i have to wake up to face this shit everyday, i'd rather sleep eternally, dreaming of rose bushes and a krispy kreme filled swimming pool.

At least there are certain things worth waking up to everyday ;) i have no idea what i'd do now without those things keeping me going.

dammit another magpie attacked me earlier. If i ever catch one of those buggers, i swear i'd tie em down, hover on top of them and scratch they're heads with my nails every once in awhile, give em a taste of their own medicine :p

On a less suicidal-depressive note, here are some pics taken at Floriade


ohhh lookit all em white flowers!


ohhh lookit all em yellow little things!


ohhh lookit that shitload of flowers!!


ohhhh lookit that poseur smiling for the camera!!

well i'm not having as much fun as it seems i can tell you that. if you don't hear from me in 3 weeks, i'll be dead :p