I moved thrice around the house in a period of an hour.
I just can't seem to find a suitable spot to just you know, sit back and relaxs.Literally.

Got home considerably early today. Straight away from school. After the communication skills test that is.
The paper was macam pantat. The marks allocated were beyond scary. One question carried about 35 marks. I didn't finish that 35 marks question obviously as it was the last pantat question and it was about writing down a FUCKING MEETING MINUTES.

Headed home to drop off my bag, had lunch and grabbed the laptop to Coffee Bean.
The BF wanted to do his resume and I helped! =)
Had the "back by popular demand" Honey dew ice blended.
PUKIMEKS.
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PUKIMEKS.

Thats all I could say.
Thanks to Honey Dew, I'm coughing like a motherfucking dog.

We did all those resume in under 2 hours and I was home before I knew it. Sleeping like a dead log with my laptop at the edge of my bed.

Now I'm wide awake, hungry and watching CSI and still coughing like a motherfucking dog.

That's life for you.

And when I'm bored and not moving around my house, I jump.