i will quit smoking, i will, i will.. just you see. even desmond kon wouldn't be able to stress me into buying a box of cigars. as the more perceptive should realise, there's a counter to the bottom right which said "fagless for:.."... yeah, it reads 1 month, 5 days, but that's how long i've been un-true to myself. time to quit bullasheeting, my smoking partners in FSV are going to blow 2nd, 3rd, 4th hand smoke into my face, and i shall resist. your perceptions will not be my reality!! muhahahah!
counter reset as on: 16 july 2002.
was introduced to the killer i-search paper for writcomm yesterday. 6000-word-or-so assignment due week 15. even mr kon himself knows we're gonna die.. and he's going to enjoy watching people writhe in pain seeing their blood, sweat and tears being torn into a million pieces and ending up in mr kon's digestive tract. sadist.
(...complete with retro tourist shirt + retro peace symbol, retro lan jiao bin optional. you really should've seen the back view :D )
(even mr cat was in awe.. or maybe he just wants some murtabak :P)
was supposed to smoke attend audiotech tutorial this morning but the snooze function of my fone wasn't good enough. how rewarding! really appreciated the sleep all the way thru to 1030. could it be cold turkey already? nah, i never was a hardcore nicotine/alcohol/drug addict like some person in my class. *koff*.
wish me well for my silly conquest of lung-replenishment.
cheers!
p.s.: somehow feeling that blogs aren't meant to go hand-in-hand with tertiary education.
p.p.s.: so blogs from now aren't going to be as often as i'd like! duh.
