I think it's time to give my Mac a good wipe. All the dust from working at ridiculous places. To the stains from sweaty palms. And random specks of water droplets from drinks. Heh.


I'm barely scraping through. And I don't get why I'm so unmotivated. I hate all this stress. All this nonsense. And I wish I'd learnt how to deal with it already. It was much easier when I had someone holding my hand, actually physically helping and being genuinely interested in my school work. I realise I always need someone to make the initiative before I can get excited to even open Photoshop. Hahah.


It's just too bad that Sunday was planned a week too late. Maybe I'd done much better and maybe things wouldn't have been so bad. I honestly don't even know what I'm rambling about now. Hahaha. It's like when you're falling asleep but someone keeps talking talking talking to you and you accidentally blurt out a no brainer reply lol.


There I go again. Anyways I was talking about school. Heh. Ok think I'm done. Should I sleep? Hmmm don't think I should cos I'd totally knock out flat hahaha. My lecturers gave me the best reaction just now. Whatever.


My face gives it all away; I can't be arsed.
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