The past week have been nice and slow, almost akin to sitting in a deck chair on the beach sipping a glass of cold lemonade. Well, except that I have to study anyway. Which I'm obviously not doing because Violent Violet is still mocking me in class, though lit and maths(surprisingly) are proving to be relatively stress-free subjects.

The past day, however, has felt like a flurry of caffeine filled activity, because that's what it is. Not sleeping for too long does that to you, you're body tells you its midnight but the clock, tv and handphone tells you it's goddamn ten in the morning.

Which sucks, by the way.

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ten percent luck, twenty percent skill,
fifteen percent concentrated power of will
five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain

maybe there is something to pop culture after all.