| Very interesting, Bono. The more we know, the more questions we have. We then start to doubt what we wanted to know more about and wonder if it's worth our time and consideration.

So I had my first tutoring lesson in years today. It was English with Sarah Transexual, and I must admit, it was a really good lesson and I seriously learnt more substance than a triple of Eng at school. Only 'con' would be the ton of homework. 5 paragraphs on Martin Luther King's speech. Eesh.

I never really paid attention to Martin Luther King. All I knew was that he was inspirational and spoke up for the oppressed people of America. After paying a bit more attention to his speech during tutor, I realised what a great intellectual he was. I would chew on my left arm to be able to talk the way he did.

Actually, I'd stir my left arm in a pot to be able to go back to the olden days when women wore corsets and pretty gowns and men were gallant and they all talked in a language which we now call 'formal'. Oh, Mr. Darcy. I love you. Most ardently. *Swoons, regains consciousness, swoons once more.*

I don't think anyone anticipates my extra detailed recounts of my extra ordinary days, so to sum up my day, I will type a series of random mumblings.

It's always too early in the morning. Cannot function without morning showers. Late, again. Modern History, Reign of Terror. Legal Studies, teacher away, composed love web. Biology, bored off my face (for a subject that studies life, it sure is lifeless). Saved by the bell. Me, Eloise! - series discontinued. Life flashed before own eyes. Tutor. Contemplated faking a sickie, decided to go. Glad I went. Home. Bedroom. Pile of homework. Groan. Drops onto bed. Wrote up a schedule. Didn't follow it. Crap, I have a CAFS test. Turned on tv. Burn Notice. That guy is cute for a 40 year old. Crapcrapcrap its 10:30. Done my nails. Oh, can't do hw with wet nails. Internet. Chat. I really should study. Blog surfing. Discovered new music. Awesome. Crap. CAFS test. Crap. Mock Trials. Crap. Peer Support.

At least my nails look good. Blog.

Tan, Heart Of (Non) Existence, aka HOE said that my most coveted bags look cheap. Acting HOE. Do you think those Chanel bags look cheap?

Hmm. It's 1AM. What the heck have I been doing for 2 hours?!?!

iTunes playlist: Almost Lover by A Fine Frenzy; Boring/ Three Wishes/ Secret/ Patience by The Pierces (the new artist I've discovered :)

Recommended blog: http://thatschic.blogspot.com/


You know you love me,
xoxo

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