random babbling

frustrated. yupe. the word itself says it all. seriously i had enough of it. its suppose to be fun. but sumhow fun doesnt mean anything atm. i had fun. a LOT! i love my retarded colleagues. yet apparently, having fun is not the main point of living anymore. i want excitement! ups and down. hardships! challenges! be it laughing out loud to a stupid joke or accidentally stepped on a cow's poop in the middle of the town.

ive been spending my whole day w English mentors for a week now that i had already started to read in British accent since day 1. n im expected to be able to talk like them by April. deymn. urgh n i have another 3 weeks to go till OBS. its killing. *sobs3x*

im on twitter recently. i twitted every second of my boring life. yes dear. i am boring enough that u wont even think of poking anymore. past perfect continuous tense or memorizing 3rd conditional's formula might even be more appealing than the tedious zaty. zzzzzzzz

*::*gud luck me on tomorrow's assessment*::*