a few hours left to my submission for the 25%-worth-of-my-final-marks-pl4206-1499-words-essay. secretly i'm always scared shitless by writing papers but outwardly i enjoy page-hopping and google-ing for readings and citations which i don't really read but copy and paste and then paraphrase if required.

suits me okay, since i've been doing that for the past few years of my life and it's managed to serve me well and enable me to survive the singapore education system.

left with the conclusion again. sigh. always don't know what to say to sound smart, because i'm not smart, quite simply.

it's like 'wah lau' friday again.

i don't know whether to feel lucky or stressed cause like every week there has to be at least one major highlight. like a test last week, a paper to hand in the week before, one this week, a test next week, a test AND presentation the week after, blah blah.

like everything's so nicely planned.

and it's totally irrelevant but i feel damn bimbotic [this is not a word i would normally use to describe myself. idiotic, stupid, low IQ, weakling, retart blah blah are all better choices but in this context i really...] 

they said dancers have to sell 7 tickets for deepee so i was like hmm, 4 for family, then 4 for my friends. so i need 8 instead of 7 and changed my orders.

THEN IT HIT ME TODAY.

4 includes me, IDIOT!

4 friends = four of us = 3 of them + 1 of me

BIMBO

BIMBO

BIMBO

BIMBO

BIMBO

i must have been dreaming.

sigh, now one more to sell. i dont know who to sell to, and i don't think anyone would want to watch alone but i ll have to see how then.

i don't have the looks but definitely dumbness wise i have the potential to be a bimbo.

oh well :(