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Deeeeecember

I swear, these atrociously short three-week long semester breaks have to be made illegal. Three weeks. I won't even have enough time for all the food Penang has to offer, much less the sightseeings I plan on going after being away from home for so long. Basing on the fact that I just flunked a half of my subjects, there's definitely not enough time for my heart and mind to heal from the huge blow.

So I've decided to come up with a long list - heck, since when are my lists short? - of things to be done. Hopefully I'll have sufficient time to finish off every puny task by the end of December. 

  1. Learn French.
  2. Do something to my hair. And my face.
  3. I have to bowl, how long has it been?
  4. Catching Fire
  5. Draft my personal statement
  6. Shopping 
  7. FOOD. FOOD. FOOD. FOOOOOD. FOOOOOOOOODASDFGUHSIOJLWE.
  8. And get fat. 
  9. And spend more time with mom.
Truth is, there are a lot more on my list but some things are better left untold, don't you agree?


P/S: 31 posts only the entire year? Boy, I need to buck up fast.


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