exam in 5 hours and 35 min, not stoked.... need to drive there in 3 hours and 5 minutes, maybe grab some mac's for breakfast and have my breakfast of champions (marlboros and red bull)....

FUCK! i want to skate, but for now its time to heads out....

i am totally brain dead now.... chpt 9 just cant get into my head.....

dbl o, shots, gin, vodka, rum, tequila, bourbon, whiskey, brandy...... oh yeah, memory loss....


study in school

run

go home to study

repeat for 13 days

"im not a prayerful man, but if your out there i hope you can hear me..... SUPERMAN, SAVE ME!!"

wise words from homer simpson....


just had a discussion about shawn's 18th birthday celebration.... it is going to be crazy.....

watch the dark knight...... stellar movie and heath ledgers portrayal of the joker is worth the $8 already....

fucked up the cinema location because i forgot to inform the guys that we change plans... thankfully samuel heckled the people at the ticket counter to change our tickets to a later timing.... thanks dude....

i usually hate paying for movies, but this one was worth it.....

speed racer was worth the $8 too, but only because im a fan boy....

todays psych test was fucked, but no point moping over it.... im going to have a nice shot of burbon in my batman glass to make myself feel better.... playing DJ tiesto's traffic at full blast is helpful too....


days till bangkok: 20



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Now playing: DJ Tiesto - Traffic
via FoxyTunes

yawn..... rhymes with lawn......

1st psych exam tmr, and not feeling too stoked on it....

im blogging to kill time while my episode of the office loads, which by the way is really killer.... every study i break involves some episode of the office being watched....



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Now playing: Creedence Clearwater Revival - Have You Ever Seen the Rain?
via FoxyTunes

saturday was one hell of a drinking session.....

happy 21st birthday abby....



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Now playing: Dirty Vegas - Days Go By (Remix)
via FoxyTunes

finally got a hair cut today, 1st one in 4 months.... ashley never fails to impress with his hairstyling magic....

the weird look in my eye is because im trying to discretely take a photo with my phone without my friends thinking im a self-obsessed cam whore....

stuff i like: my new hat

exam on wednesday, working friday and saturday....

its going to be a hell of a week....

no of days till bangkok trip: 33, which seems too far away....

ok biopsych module is horribly fucked... samuel had to sacrifice his quiz today and it was still damn bloody hard....

this song by postal service is really good, the lyrics explain everything that people experience post-breakup, both the dumper and dumpee....



this isant the original video, sound quality on the original was horrible.....


Nothing Better
Postal Service

Will someone please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That your're deserting for better company?
I can't accept that it's over...
I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry

So just say how to make it right
And i swear i'll do my best to comply

Tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together

I feel must interject here you're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself
With these revisions and gaps in history
So let me help you remember.
I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear.
I've prepared a lecture on why i have to leave

So please back away and let me go
I can't my darling i love you so...

Tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together
Don't you feed me lines about some idealistic future
Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures

I admit that i have made mistakes and i swear
I'll never wrong you again
You've got a lure i can't deny,
But you've had your chance so say goodbye
Say goodbye

such a rad song by prince.... he really is a musical genius.....

7 in the morning, just finished reading a chapter in biopsych... its like fucking reading french!!

drinking at chevrons is always a good idea, so thanks to samuel and jo for booking the chalet....

the poison was as such:
a bottle of rum
1/2 a bottle of absout kurant
1/2 a bottle of tequila (that taste of wood)
1/3 a bottle of martell

shared among 8 people...


the order of craziness went like this:
studying and doing biopsych quiz together
dinner
drinking while playing dice
drinking while playing cards
proclaiming MANPOWER!
having a MANPOWER impostor (samuel)
having jocelyn join MANPOWER!
people deflecting sides while playing cards (MANPOWER vs MANPOWER impostor vs the girls vs the white guy)
allah is with me
singing with samuel
samuel having his underwear torn
throwing sameul upstairs to sleep
drinking straight from the bottle of rum
spin the bottle (i dont want to get into details but it shall live in infamy)
me wrestling with preston, and him kicking my ass
me getting my boxers torn by my brother
trying to sleep
dancing with samuel to mambo music (rick astley)
finishing the tequila with samuel while watching army daze
the migration of people from downstairs to upstairs and vice versa
crashing sometime around 4
waking up with a massive hangover

indeed it was a crazy night.... but super fun... thanks for all the drunken memories....