Yay~ :D Lousy puns which no one understands in my titles.
Damn, I've not seriously studied for the past week and 2 days. Now I'm slightly worried but as some people I know would say, 爽感~! xD
Seems I don't take to stress overload well. Seems the more stressed I am, the more I withdraw, which makes me more depressed and repressed. Internal rhyming aside, it's a vicious cycle. So, that week and a half was good. (Well, at least it
felt pretty good?)
There was no partying (which is really no fun anyway), but it's good to know you have time to waste reading books, baking mooncakes, cooking lunch and screwing up the huisuo and kitchen by turning it into a library and an (oily?) winter wonderland. Ahaha I sound delusional again. o_o Pictures shall appear some other time, perhaps.
...I think I have a phobia of microphones. =_= Pointing one at me is like flipping a switch off. But then again, I have a general fear and dislike for anything that requires me to communicate with an audience (1, 2 or 20, it doesn't matter.) Don't worry, it was still fun.
Oh. Yes, my friend, perspective of height is relative. I never said it wasn't. In fact, scientifically it's called a parallax error, no? But that guy might still be taller, except the extent of the disparity is different between you and I. By the way, I don't see how this blog is worthy of a stalker. ...and I might have guessed eventually using that comment.
I wonder how much more I should censor what I type, but I'm too lazy to bother. Hmm. ._.
Anyway, the post-prelim timetable is...complicated. (Or 眼花缭乱 or whoa, 五彩缤纷 if you prefer!) I'm not even sure how I'm gonna continue planning; currently stuck after 2 weeks. Ahh I think I should be consulting my subject tutors. ._. Hold on, how does one book consultation slots?
Tsk tsk, I shall go in search of the answer to that tomorrow then. For now, sleep sounds like a preferable endeavor.
(Well, well, typing isn't good for a coherent train of thought! D: Encourages 'excessive insertions and deletions' HMM.)