Any Other World
This morning got off to a bad start. It was a combination of having our painter tapping my window with his paintbrush and one lovely dream. It was one of those dreams where you're awake, and you know you're awake, but you keep dreaming anyway. And it wasn't a very nice dream, so I won't tell you about it.
I'm procrastinating more than I've ever done around exam time. Since my last lecture on Wednesday last week, I've put in about 4 hours of solid study. Which... was all done yesterday. I can't bring myself to study a subject that requires me to answer a mere 2 multiple choice questions correctly to pass. And QUAN... well, I'm sort of just avoiding that.
I'm taking advantage of my computer while mum's at work. You see, she's discovered TradeMe too. And she's also discovered that my computer is far more accessible than dads. Not to mention I have internet banking and can pay for her goods then and there to avoid a serious guilt-trip.
The last time I checked my watchlist, there were 30 items on there. 29 of them hers. All had been outbid and she no longer wanted to bid on them. Right-o, but they're stuck on my list until they finish. Geez.
Although, some good does come from it. My feedback's almost doubled with all her purchases. And it's all positive. But then, that comes from my picking up the pieces and actually paying for the things...
At the moment I'm listening to Mika and Regina Spektor songs as they block the sound of the continued tapping. The music makes me happy *cheezy grin*
I'm procrastinating more than I've ever done around exam time. Since my last lecture on Wednesday last week, I've put in about 4 hours of solid study. Which... was all done yesterday. I can't bring myself to study a subject that requires me to answer a mere 2 multiple choice questions correctly to pass. And QUAN... well, I'm sort of just avoiding that.
I'm taking advantage of my computer while mum's at work. You see, she's discovered TradeMe too. And she's also discovered that my computer is far more accessible than dads. Not to mention I have internet banking and can pay for her goods then and there to avoid a serious guilt-trip.
The last time I checked my watchlist, there were 30 items on there. 29 of them hers. All had been outbid and she no longer wanted to bid on them. Right-o, but they're stuck on my list until they finish. Geez.
Although, some good does come from it. My feedback's almost doubled with all her purchases. And it's all positive. But then, that comes from my picking up the pieces and actually paying for the things...
At the moment I'm listening to Mika and Regina Spektor songs as they block the sound of the continued tapping. The music makes me happy *cheezy grin*