Cynthia Foo

I can’t say HATE, because I don’t hate uni. But sometimes, when I have too much work, and I don’t manage to cope with exam, lectures, assignment…I escape from reality by skipping classes. This happend to you before too, right? *wink*

(shuddup you!  for those who do long-distance uni, that doesnt count, ok? Ekeke)

Most of the time, Monday is blue. So blue till I have a pen sitting right infront of me, I don’t even know how to pick it up and WRITE!  

Yeah, I don’t buy pen. We pharmers got ALL the pens sponsored.

Lengthy lectures can be a pain in the arse. It hurts the backbone too.  I can’t sit continuously for 4 hours so I squated. I push the chair aside,  leaving my head on the table, both arms hanging in the air toward the graffiti.

and you are bloody going to ignore my flared up pimples on my face *sob*

The fun part begins at 12pm! Uni common break time! 

“Cynthia, you are not taking photo here!”

“Mullet, YES I am! Smile for me pls, will ya?”

“NO!!” (tahan saje budak ini..tahan. )

“YES, YOU WILL! SMILE~!!!” (alas, senyum jugak budak ni..pura pura je lah)

So sweeeeet. I mean the smile larrr!

Aw man! When I’m in the uni, I feel like dying to go home. When I am at home, and I start thining of commencing full-time clinical placement (without pay) on next week, I feel like going for the lectures. What the heck?

By the way, I am still deciding to go to the ball.. Go or not go? Tell me. I want to buy a pair of CheongSam (chinese traditional dress) to the ball if I am going. Bah! duno hey. Sleep first and think tmr.

Nighty night