so hamilton won. and alonso managed a third without another crashgate scandal. and there was that silly crash accident worth a $20k fine. and an almost repeat of massa's take-the-fuel-line-with-you. and lots of lame penalties from driving over the pit kerb and speeding in the pit lane and overtaking wide. and lots of car failures, probably from the insane heat and track layout. and there goes formula one from our sunny island. and after they're done fixing the roads, i can finally take my 14 to school in peace without being terribly late for is101.

and my re-entry into academic life has taken another negative milestone. with just about flunking my econs paper a couple of hours ago. i'm starting to imagine uni being a sadist, enjoying watching people suffer from being forced to work on what they suck at. i re-used my usual exam SOP of working through once, and coming back to what i was unsure of, then confirming answers. that SOP needs to be trashed. i almost didn't make it to the end, and going through again was quite pointless since i wasn't sure about every question, so i had to skip to confirming answers right before it hit 2 hours. ouch. this is where the average variable cost goes beyond price, and its time to shut down..

shredded lettuce. sliced cherry tomatoes. shaved ham. shredded cheese. sliced hard-boiled eggs. salad dressing. milo with condensed milk. and econs notes.

so its week four and saying that you're dying has become so cliché that not many are alive anymore. its the period where you realise you should have started on something, you better get started on something, and hopefully not that everyone has started on something except yourself. everything seems to be due either tomorrow or next week. and the future looks rather bleak. times like these, motivation is bullshit; you whack yourself in the head, welcome yourself to the world, suck thumb, and get on with clearing your backlog. C'est la vie.