Hello...

Thats the best intro I could come up with right now, I'm sorry.

So, mid sem break right now. Fuck. Yes, I said fuck. I knew there was going to be some havoc done by the most insignificant thing on campus.

My lovely Brass Band decided to put us through some intensive training shit during this sem break. I have to report back on campus next Tuesday morning, while the rest of them have the week off.

Shit la!!!

As if second sem hasn't been as bad as it already is. Lecturers are fine. Ok, maybe I'm lying. There's one I really don't like, because she bloody scrares me. The fact that she teaches Statistics just makes it 10 times worse.

Then there's Mr L, who teaches Management Studies. Well, atleast he tries to, since I don't freakin understand what he teaches.

Then, there Accounting 150 that I don't understand.

Same goes for Microecomics.

I always get this nauseating feeling that I'm going to do so bad this sem. I have no drive, seriously. Everything keeps piling up. Plus, this brass band thing isn't helping either. I thought atleast, I could get a week off from all the stress but goodbye to that now.

I've even lost my sense of good humour.

Blame uni.

Blame life, why don't I.