Just finished reading Nat Choot’s blog. Nat. I know i call you just “Nat” in real life, sometimes “Natahi”. but i dont know why i have to include your sir name everytime i mention you in my blog. wahaha. She was analysing signatures on group-assignment-sheets in her last post. Funny stuff. A great start to the day.

Its monday. I have a class at 11:30. and here are the list of things im to do this week:-

-Two assignments due in at the end of this week. Thank god the stress is not here yet..oh no wait. it’s here. i feel like strands of hair are popping out of my roots at the mention of assignments.
-Inta’s farewell dinner.
-Nauli’s Housewarming.
-Indo festival.
-make a headstart on economics & performance management assignments.
-paning sikit
-paning banyak
-pingsan

Why would anyone would want to name their daughter Chantal? Everytime i think of the name chantal..i think of bantal. i try to think of other rhyming words. but i can only think of bantal. heh. And i hate the name Doraisammi. He’s a tough assignment marker..and marks attendance the moment the lecture starts. if you happen to be 15min late cause u got hit by a car,tram,bus,boy on a skateboard he will, trust me, mark you absent. because he can..and because his body is made up of billions and billions of microscopic asshole cells. I bet his wife’s name is Minachi.

Doraisammi, i think Minachi wants a divorce.

kiss me.