Don't ask me about my P7 preparation. I'm still finding out ways on how to pass that bloody paper. I'm trying very hard to focus, can't anyone see? *say this while waiting for Easy A to finish downloading and updating my fantasy football teams*
Have I told you how much I love Einstein? (it feels blasphemous to use "loved" when everything he worked on is still available to us) I even named the blog in his honour. Well, kind of. I thought naming the blog "Theory of Relativity/Principles of Relativity" would make me sound like a pretentious prick and add "awakening" instead so that it would sound mysterious and intriguing.
I'm a delusional fraud, I know. And I don't love Einstein because I think he was right. I love him because he could be wrong and yet no one can ever correct his theories and claims, up until now. Well, none that this world knows of and it could take hundreds of years before somebody can do that. True genius, don't you think?
I. Need. To. Get. Out. Of. The. House. But everyone seems busy. Except my little sister, that is. Oh wait, maybe I shouldn't call her little sister anymore, seeing that she's bigger and taller than me. And she's only 14 years old. I shudder to think how much bigger she would be in a year's time.
I really need to get out of the house or I think I'm gonna get crazy. Ah yes, I can definitely hear my Mom's nags about how I've sat for this paper for so many times already and my sisters graduated already and how one of them is making plans about her Masters already yada yada yada.
Suddenly that "foray into acting" plans don't seem too absurd now. Can I request to be paired with Remy Ishak or Aaron Aziz or Fahrin Ahmad in every drama/movie?
Talking about Aaron Aziz begs an answer on why on earth he let himself be contaminated with anything by Dr Rozmey? I know lah the guy has to eat but come on!
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