It’s getting closer to 2.00 am. In less than 8 hours I’ve to sit my International Finance paper. How? Freaked out! That’s how. I have finished the entire syllabus. Yes… i did revise early. But truth be told. I don’t remember anything at all. I hate this theoretical papers. There is no way for me to work my answers out except to memorize. And dun we all know I’m fantastic at that.. Arghhhhh…
To treat myself though ( i know i know.. exam not over and i want to treat myself) i am downloading Shaid Kapoor movies… haiz… if not for dil bole hadippa i wun be in this situation… the detrimental effects of good looks…. now really…. how the hell am i gonna wake up for my exam. I seem all cool about it. All relaxed, all prepared, as always. But again as always, am shaking inside. Shit…. I need to score……
Yum yum… at least something to look forward to….
1: Go bum around in Tekka.
2: Look at the new stuff that has arrived for Diwali.
3: Stuff my face with something yummy and a really good scorching hot cup of coffee.
4: Window shop at Mustaffa.
Reality
1: Ended up walking all around Campbell lane checking out the new designs for deco they had this year. Ensured that I didn’t jaywalk. Being fined once for littering was good enough.
2: Ended up buying Meera Hair wash powder (4 bottles of it!) and some other stuff form Jothi.
3: Ate some crap food at ABM restaurant beside Mustaffa. I ordered a chicken Dosai that was disgusting and the Masala Tea sucked big time. Hema ordered Aloo prata and Badham milk and she ended up getting something that looked like a naan without the aloo in it and her badham milk was so thick that she had to dilute it. Gaya ordered samosa and Nescafe when in fact she wanted vadai. All in all. Disappointing place to eat. Will never eat there again. BTW- it cost me $18.60 for crappy food.
4: I should forget about window shopping at Mustaffa. In fact, I bought so much food stuff at Mustaffa. Again. 2 VCDs and a whole bunch of things for tea time. Argh. And it took forever for my Diner’s to go through and eventually had to pay by NETS, after 2 attempts. And the cashier insisted that I pay by card even though Gaya asked him to put it all in one bill and she’ll pay by cash. They all assume that it’s their company and country. Bloody F********s. (Not the 4-letter word btw).
Never did I imagine that I would succumb to the temptation and be stripped of the one thing that I found too lazy to do besides exercise. Blog. The whole process of setting up a blog, thinking of what to write and eventually getting involved in doing the deed was just too much work for me. Eventually, getting down and doing it involved burning Hema’s time, plenty of Dil Bole Hadippa songs (on repeat) and me coming across amazing Photoshop brushes. Eventually, I crumbled. I gave in. You can’t blame me. I’m still loving life and I need the avenue to brag about it. The image below is a direct photoshop brush imprint. Looks like a genuine image and I am excited that I finally have somewhere to post it on….
BTW- Hema is amazing. And I mean it. I thought I was pretty well versed with IT and website creating yada yada blah blah. But when it came to creating this blog, I looked like a fool. Damn big fool. I wonder what I will do when she’s in Australia and i need to change my blog skin… Horrors . . . .
So before I start moving on with new posts, “Nailed-in” is my determination; it means wrapped up, finished, completed, ‘done-ded’. It helps me stay focused on my main HDs and on strictly on that path.
