and so it was..

over and under. over and out. over and done with.

yays! ahh allow me to drown myself in sloth for one last week..and yet the books are staggeringly high and thick and profuse. no no. a sloth i will be for one last week before the 13! weeks of trepidation and turmoil. yes..slothy i will be!

hbp lets get under the covers !

'familiar snoring by precious dad'

apart from the familiar snoring, legend's ordinary ppl is playing in the background and hes crooning abt taking it slow. and i sure am taking it slow with these computing notes. cos a part of me is saying raudha youve been through them lectures. the lecturer has been through each of them slides so just take it sloow..and yet somebody else- someone rational and mature within me is going on about how fridays too near to take it slow. then anothers saying - ya! dont take it slow hbp is a-waiting for your a-ppearance. engage to another gear already young lady!

take it slow? higher gear? hbp?

hmm. im sorry computing notes but the true incentive here is hbp. and hbp is urging beckoning near threatening me to rev up. id better stop now and go apply the clutch and change gears cos fridays a-coming.

'once around the block by badly drawn boy'

it has come to a point where my nick is just a full stop. the dot. the little circle that follows after every sentence. the period. it has come to that because it has been dwindling to that.

my hbp is hiding in the cupboard since the 16th because of classes and exam and presentation and test and project. it has been sitting there because i had to put him out of sight. but oh he sure is not out of mind. this friday im bringing him with me. cant wait to get my hands all over him after..just one day will suffice but that would mean having to put away everything else for him! and yet for one magical day with him all else will be oblivious to mine eyes and hands. ahahaha. but seriously before i divvy my time and energy on him, had better divvy up whatever days hours minutes i have left for friday morning. then its one week before the 13! 13 weeks of schoooool. and no i dont mean cool school when i drag the 'o'-s like that.

you knoooooow.......schooooool.

schooooool. schooooool.

bleargh. ya. so for now, compute i will.

'autumn leaves by exit flare'

laters presentation. fridays exam. and now im off to rest..

'autumn leaves by miles davis'

near two in the morning of the 21st july.
happy racial harmony day to them who believe and practise harmony amongst all races.
come friday, driving at eight and the first of three ordeals..friday's ordeal lasts for an hour if youre one to round off numbers. in actuality, it wld last for 55minutes. thats 3 300 seconds. lets see..tday ive been up since about six thirty. lets not be finicky and settle with my being up for 19point5 hours. that would mean ive been up and about for 70 200 seconds. hmm. thats alot of zeros. oh yes so friday. first of the three (known) tribulations of the week. maybe tomorrow i'll stay up for another 70 200 seconds..or should it be 70 000 instead? that would work out to 19 hours and 26point6666667 minutes OR 26minutes and 40 odd seconds....hmm.

sure.

'mambo italiano by frank sinatra'

really? uhuh..mambo uhuh..mmph..ooh..hohoho..italianooooooo!

home alone at seven in the evening after a long time. heres to a fulfilling night. two weeks till the ordeal of tests end. then the one precious week till school. argh. strangely enough i found time for a movie this thursday. dont know what we'd be watching. maybe the island? ewan's in it along with girl with the pearl earring. now shall try my hand at html and javascripting.

1. you do mean alot!

2. we good?

3. do you even visit this site?

'hey you by tommy stinson'

'gold in the air of summer by kings of convenience'

without giving anything away..
this used to be the home of a friend of mine.
the house is white but the paint is coming off.
its a good thing that you came along with me.

'you got the style by athelete'

o.
no.
gonna put my foot in it again.
think back.
cant believe that it was me who said that.
last time.
i promise i'll bite my tongue until i.
count to ten.

'the whirring of the harddisk - computing school programming lab one'

in the room enjoying myself. the module has been fun thus far. have to keep up with the lectures though..our project's with regards to food! yay! im taking pictures with jolin. she suggests video recording us cooking! yay!

'habibi de mis amores - alabina'

intrigue is an incredible tool. the teasing charms of mystery with-holding information. deliberate evasion and oblivion though full of this tease can annoy. especially when youve been with-held longer than you can handle. lets do a csi.