Need A Dose Of Endorphins.

This week is turning out to be one the most depressing weeks of my life. KU decided to post our 2nd year's result after 5 months of torture <- 5 months. Seriously! WTF. I was fast asleep dreaming about voodoo dolls and haunted tunnels <-- scariest dream ever! I woke up around 7 PM and oh my my! 22 texts blinked at me, all of them from my dear classmates. Result had come out and I'd passed. Yayie. Not really. Teachers can get pretty crappy and do whatever they feel like because they have the power. Talk about favoritism, biasism and loserism. They should be pushed into the pool of water when it's dead cold. Let's add a shark into that pool too, why don't we.

2.5 years done, 1.5 more to go. Gee. Can anybody fast forward? Am totally stressed out. Once upon a time I was this happy lil carefree girl who could actually enjoy life. I used to draw animes, write lesser lousy stuff, smile alot, and wasn't conscious about my teeth. Oh am so, now. I want them sparkling white. Also, I keep having nightmares in which a gang of toothless witches is trying to steal my teeth and another one about this huge crack on my central incisors. *shudders*. My life is constantly worrying about presentations, quizzes and losing teeth. I have huge dark circles under my eyes, my skin has lost the shine, it's grey, am agitated and ultra-moody. I don't even eat much. <-- can this be an accomplishment? I might have alopecia, too <-- now does That make you go Haww? Am going to be bald and toothless <-- superstition alert. Picture it.

Phew. I feel better now. Every student needs to whine. Moaning does help. Teeny weeny bit.

Okay. Turning on nice-lil-me mode.

Midterms are from next week and I have learnt nada. My books still look pretty new. Instead of studying I watch How I Met Your Mother Season. Allllll the time. That's my latest addiction. How I Met Your Mother. <-- plus the new Fruttare. Forget movies, forget novels, forget smosh.. it's all I watch these days.

Hearts.

I totally love Ted. I have this huge crush on him. As huge as that flaming ball in the sky that is killing us nowadays. I love his scruffy hair, I love how badly he wants to get married although it was very irritating when he kept running after Robin, I love his snobbishness, I even love his weird beard that makes him look like a goat. Barney won't be half as funny without him <-- he does need a wingman! and Marshall won't be half as cute.

I like Barney, too, I just cannot crush on him. I tried. To me he is a cute little duckling going on and on about his awesomeness <-- and he is so Legen - Wait for it - Dary! Word.

Happy Moments.

Sidrah xx o(^-^)o