I shall scream, scream, scream!

my holidays... are flyyying awaaaayyy... =(
and i haven't done anything at aaaaall... okay la. i earned some money. hung out with ppl. stuff like that. *sigh*

i feel so... unaccomplished. all that essay writing... all those interviews... then all those ppl dao me, shelve me and never send me anything... then there's UCAS chasing me for my decision... which incidentally is dependant on the other decisions RAWR.



and songs from Oliver! have taken up residence in my brain.
round and round and round. (i shall SCREAM Mr Bumble...) goodness.

what am i doing with my time? i honestly don't know...




i submit to you a 4 letter curse, incidentally a word.
L.A.Z.Y.




inertia perhaps... everything seems to be starting next week. MOH interview, ballet, probably driving too... since my mom managed to call a private instructor that i thought sounded nice over the phone.
oh... and apparently the acceptance/ rejection letters come next week too.


gah. someone give me a good kick in the ass and get me moving. look. even the post is just me rambling... no inspiration/interesting thing.

meh.






today is the day i spend crawling around plugging things into different computers. what fun. -_- i suppose i feel more useful when life is busybusybusy. more fun to be pretend panicky (sometimes it's real. yah) then to be all stone-ded and fuzzy. butbutbut. i don't wanna do anything.