(so much for wanting to read through my applied econometrics notes - go eat shit - my mind's a blank now)
but it's been a pretty good first day! 8:34pm: business law was really entertaining because prof is just too cute with his excellent articulation and cute round plastic specs... and his attempts at spitting etc.
11:15pm: bimbo moment came when I realised I totally misinterpreted the case. really is cannot make it. -.-
and I can't help feeling old because there are only 3 yr 2s in class and I helped this freshie log on to Vista (is blur to max. I mean all your course materials are there so..!?! I'm quite certain I wasn't THAT blur heh.)
THREE HOUR LUNCH BREAK AFTER THAT.
12:10pm: Jean (my current monday classes buddy and potential gym partner woots woots) and I met with another J and the 3 of us had half-priced ramen and pumpkin croqette. (am I boring you?)
1:40pm: walked back and sat down agonising over bidding (YES STILL) together - 3 of us have the EXACT same situation so twas good. we better get our bids or I tell you.. talked about I can't remember what but almost everything I think.
3:00pm: JJJ (jamesjoycejean our names are so awesome tgt!) walked to our next class. argument of the day : a sandwich press makes bread taste better. do not ever compare with toaster. sacrilage.
3:30pm: Jean and I at Financial Accounting class. Really cannot get all the credit debit assets liabilities owners' equity shit. Need to get textbook. Cannot get less than an A (because people have been telling me no one gets below an A.).
6:45pm: class ends with me seeing stars. approached by two guys to form project group. cute singaporean indian (with american accent because he schooled for some years in texas or sthg) but damn strong cig. odour so really malboro is cannot ok?
7:10pm: bitched about mambojumbojunkiemonkey(do you remember him?) with jean, only to see him around the corner (oops.) - he's in my class and jean who didn't know better actually wanted to group up together and i actually wanted to keeel myself.
8:sthgpm: FINALLY reach home.
12 fucking hours doing school stuff is not fun. 12 fucking hours bb.
and mondays will be like this for the next 13 weeks :'( except no more fun lunches with all our commitments.
:(
9:47pm: out.