just came on to report how disastrous the paper that ended 2 hours ago was. well well, 2 hours, 3 essays. can't they just round it up and make it even? 3 hours for 3 essays sounds so much better don't you think? we even get one and a half hours for ONE GP essay!oh wells, so i did 2 essays that took me 2 hours, um, maybe 10 mins of planning, and thus five minutes for my last essay. use your own imagination to think how much i could write (and mind you under PRESSURE) in FIVE minutes.

yep. and then i came straight home to an empty house, intending to cook myself something healthy. i did, and it probably was the healthiest lunch i've had (although not the most delicious). it's uh, aglio olio- spaghetti la caprese- inspired. haha. the guy on tv...david rocco if i'm not wrong, made it look so easy. and so...

Spaghetti with
-sausages
-olive oil
-tomatoes
-broccoli
-celery
-carrots
-lettuce
-garlic
-herbs
-mozzarella
-parmesan
-salt

yep. and uh, some of it was raw. haha. i would post a picture and scare away the veggie haters, but sadly BLOGGER IS STILL SCREWED IN MY BROWSER. yep.

oh right right, and another one! a dream i mean (it's so rare nowadays.) I WAS PLAYING CS - counterstrike! AND I WAS THE PLAYER. like literally in the game, holding a gun, running around trying to avoid getting shot. and uh, somehow i really sucked at the game. (ironic since i came in champion for paintball haha!) apparently i met saket (an old gym acquaintance) and a friend of his who was in the game too..Lehait/Lemait/Hemait or some weird name like that. haha. and so, he tried to lend me his gun (because i was too poor to afford better equipment and thus had sucky guns), and another one of those bazooka missile things i talked about in one of my previous dreams. the thing was, the missile was pink -_-. but yea, i missed the shot, the missile didn't explode, but started inflating. so Saket went over, picked up the inflating missile, attached it to a pail (???!!), and put it back onto his gun. and shot the target (a car). uh..the last part didn't make any sense, but i've got a feeling the dream stems from me reading books with Virtual Reality plots.

and then this morning i saw a lady riding a red Harley Davidson with a black leather jacket! so cool :D

geog time!