It's funny to think that I'm here, finally able to blog, sitting in front of a less competant PC at the college CIT and downloading advertisements that're way too large and far too long to copy (why are things way harder to deal with when it comes from Sheetal?).

I'm utterly sleep deprived at the moment, owing to the cascade of assignment deadlines that are relentless as they are insane, and it's rather a miracle that i can type under the weighty influence of a can of RedBull and a lot of bullshit from teammates that annoy the veins out of me. I haven't been updating in a while, and i guess i won't justify myself with reasons i'm sure you know... that is if you know me enough. I best spare you the cliches i use in my vindication. Let's just say that i'm busy enough to shun away from a few blissful hours of blogging.

i'm surprised i haven't puked out a murderous amount of blood at the moment, and if you're one who is weak of mind and heart you'll most probably try and find various ways to utilise your bottle of Dettol that can cause you grievious bodily harm if you're here in my place. Pardon the pompousity; this is mere pressure and strain from a few days of crazy assignment workloads and horrendously irresponsible teammates, and honestly nothing compared to whatever mid-life crisis some poor individual might be under. But things are getting very out of hand at the moment, and if i survive this gallow of bloody-as-hell assignments i'll treat Michelle to Nando's and Eragon.

Meh, what am i to complain about? This is brought upon myself; hammered down by my own laziness and perpetual procrastination habits that never does seem to learn. What's crappy enough is that my usual teammates are also subject to such irresponsibility (even more so than I), and things never does get a head on unless I start panicking enough to start work. It's as though the word incentive and initiative never existed in their dictionary (maybe it doesn't, i mean, once you think of their grasp of the english language) (man, i'm mean).

Now i face 2 deadlines and incomplete work that doesn't look like it even started. Ladies and gentlemen, i present to you my Death in glorious Technicolour and Dobly 5.1 surround. Popcorn sold at the outside booth.

It sucks. Someone taser me at the balls. No, just kidding... really...