This workload is killing me, but i suppose i only have myself to blame for being a lazy procrastinating fool.

But ooooh where are the thinking gremlins when you need them? You know, those little things that you thank when you get an essay returned with an HD mark, when you get a shot with your camera that's just magic, when a beautiful girls undresses infront of you...okay the last one may be the work of the oompa loompas... i could use their help right now too.

I've realised that the blog has become ... well a little bland. I checked the stuff i use to put on and well the archives were fun, now i just dont write as much cool stuff anymore. But i suppose that reflects my boring arse life more than anything else. Or maybe i just need to move my blog again for my own paranoia and continue to detail everything... or just start a new personal blog and make that completely anonymous... yeah i might just do that me thinks.

This weekend is looking shit, gotta do so much work and no way in hell am i gonna get decent marks for the rushed out essay im hopefully going to produce. But oh well, just get it done and it'll be over.

Got the Majman's birthday celebrations at the Lowenbrau tomorrow, that should be fun. I'll post photos, if im able to cause stupid Optus has capped my bandwidth two measly days before the end of the month, those bitches are stingy, they should up their restriction to at least a 56k.

We need more competition, GRRR.

Spent pretty much the day at uni, need to print out more journals...HIP HOP HURRAY!...haha. Talked to Lish for a while, her and Jords are 'Best Friends' they're dating basically but they prefer that terminology...actually they've dated...hehe like 4 years or something...that's an Olympics leap year dont cha know. Her Gay PhD friend squealed when he saw my wikkid backpack by the Dutch G*STAR (read Gansta) Aiiight. Told him about my customised leather shoulder straps and he wanting one, hehehe, making people jealous of my attire is possibly my favourite thing to do though truthfully i've let go... both my physique and wardrobe selection or there lack of, sure i got previous seasons but hones............errr i'll shut up, i sound like a bitch.

So im gonna clean my room, clear my desk and start typing away. Hope the my mind is clear and the weather too. Just remember that even though i may not tell you enough, i love you, each and everyone of you.