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Dark Side by Kelly Clarkson

The benefits of listening to the radio for the entire workday: You know when there is a new English song. And it tries to fill in the awkward silence that arrives when the boss enters the room, where everyone is dreading the moment where she addresses you. Things are far more peaceful when she is not around, but I guess its no good when your boss is constantly absent.

I think I am not getting enough sleep. My face is sort of showing it, with more pimples and no longer nice and smooth. Either that or the facial lady overdid something and my poor face is reacting to the abuse. One of the things I hate about facials is that you never really know if the therapist actually knows what the hell she is doing. Many would tell me that I should not scrimp on my face, but I really do not see a need to pay hundreds of dollars for each treatment. Yes my face is worth a lot, but paying more does not guarantee better service? Especially in a service industry which offers personalised treatments... My complexion changes depending on my lifestyle and hormones. Are you telling me that going to see the therapist once a month is going to give me good skin for a while? I don't need decent skin; I can achieve that on my own. I want good skin. The kind where foundation is barely necessary. That is what I want. Contact me if you think you can deliver that consistently, because with my current facial place, if I pay greater attention to my skin, it barely makes a difference.

Not too happy with my grades. It has increased, but by the pathetic and relatively insignificant 0.05. I know that I am not putting in sufficient effort to memorise, and I cannot really fault anyone but myself, but still... A very annoying feeling. Was hoping to graduate with a Merit Award at least, but seems like all I can get will be a pathetic Pass. Yes I am not as academically brilliant as I once was, partially because of my lack of love for what I am doing. Not like love will make a big difference to my grades at this point in time. All I can hope is that I do not screw things up so badly that my GPA plummets. 4 Cs in university. I am such a horrible student. In the most ridiculous subjects, and mostly picked up in one semester too. Believe me, I am as incredulous as you are. How the once mighty have fallen. Where A grades agglomerated like flies around a rotting corpse, I am now struggling to fish out As from my dying brain.

Trying to study for the Japanese exam that is next week and failing to do so quite horribly. Nothing, and I mean, NOTHING, is going into my memory. Not enough practice and exposure, both areas that are pretty difficult to tackle at this point in time. I tried having a Japanese penpal, but my schedule is evidently not particularly conducive to letter writing. I need something like an hour of uninterrupted time to wring all the Japanese sentence structures that I know out of of my head. Time that is not easily attained with my long, and very strange, work hours and dire need for 8 hours every night. Weekends are spent doing laundry and chores and trying to reclaim a semblance of a life. Exercise is squished into every available time slot. Food is wolfed down, baths hurried affairs. I have not had the time to read a proper chapter of manga since work began. Yes things are this bad. I really wonder at how people who live far from work survive. As I am, I am barely scraping by, and I don't even have any form of nightlife!

I apologise for the post, it seems like I have given in to complaining. Again. And here I keep telling myself to be less of a whiny little brat and to think things through properly before writing it all out. Sigh, I shall resign myself to the fact that I am a lazy ass choosing the easy way out. Well, hopefully I will have something more interesting to post come after Saturday?  Going out with someone that I thought I would never go out with, so I think there will be quite a few things to reflect on. So yes, I expect the next post here to be on Sunday at the very earliest. I'll update the other side soon, probably sometime on Thursday or Friday, depending on how much time I have on hand. Its good to be blogging again, because I am sick and tired of reading the blogs of others. Strange right? call me an egoistic bitch, but I prefer looking at a wall of text. Better than a battalion of pictures of pouty mouthed, overexposed over-saturated faces anyway. Are people such curious idiots? I really wonder anyone would regularly read those blogs... I get bored after the third camwhore photo and cannot wait to get out of the site. Deathly boring.

I need sleep as I have to be on time for work tomorrow. Eek! Good night!

"Stuck in reverse..."