this is my candied apple.
this is me, eating my candied apple.
and this is still me, eating my candied apple.
bye bye candied apple.
…
its week 5.
i’m ALLOWED to be narcissistic.
i’m ALLOWED to be as mood-swingy as i want.
i’m ALLOWED to throw mini tantrums, and then blame it on the fact that it is week 5 and i’m suffering from a severe case of week 5 blues.
except.
i’m nt feeling very blue yet.
i think it the overdose of sugar last night from my cotton candy.
oh, yeah. i bought cotton candy at the guy fawkes fun fair, and ate it all to keep me awake while doing my essay, into the wee hours of the morning.
yes. last minute as usual.
my lack of sleep + too much sugar made my brain like literally go dead during my finance supervision just now.
luckily, my work was decent and the supervisor didn’t kill me when i just stared blankly at him when he asked me what the formula for growth was.
like LITERALLY stared blankly.
stupid moment of the week.



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