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midnight studying can be a bitch sometimes. with limited light sources (and food), it can really tear things up. while searching for food, i came across these suckers. ahh the good old memories. these 'yellow packs' had shown up in my life ever since i was a 10 year old boy. mamee monsters. this night alone i down-ed 5 packs. no shit. i wish i got more of these things. *grumbles*

okay. said. firstly, there's this green bug infestation back at hostel here. its driving me nuts. its driving everybody nuts. you know the feeling that when you're focusing so hard (studying) and then these insects come rocketing alongside your ears and it really gets you. damn!

second, not everyone is back. in fact no one is back yet. and why the fuck i got back so early? *wondering*

moving on, the dining hall. one word: non-operational

next, studies. still a longg wayy to gooo..

finally, i need like..,to go out! anywhere. just out. movies shop food etc etc etc. i hate windows and doors and windows and doors. *curses*

*sigh* i know i sounded like shit in this post. trust me i would pay a shitload of money to anyone blog this for me. but heck, its just me. the same boy who wakes up every morning and tell himself and his harmless life "the whole wide world is mine!"