the flatmate

i’m starting to hate living with my sister. she’s such a couch potato, seriously.

just when i’m getting the hang of getting a grip of my lifestyle, it slips when she’s here. i’m eating more than i should, i’m not working out, and i’m sleeping excessively. i get no work done. i understand that she comes home to rest and relax after being with patients all day but she is just amplifying too much lazy waves. she calls here and there expecting me to take care of her because she’s tired; i can’t. she wants to eat this and that and it’s getting more difficult to follow a diet like that. her TV is too loud and she sleeps wherever and whenever. that means i have to evacuate my truckload of necessary academic equipment to the next room every time. it’s driving me crazy.

help.

FIFA 2014

World Cup 2014 just officially became more intense.

Vai Brasil!

 

Baby I’m Yours

 

 

As long as I’m spending hours on reading this weekend, let’s invest on a lovely little love tune, shall we? How about that?

In other news, the Glastonbury Festival 2014 is happening this week and where am i?

the lazarus

i think i was just murdered towards the end of that semester. horrible. the summer that followed wasn’t at all uneventful, in fact, that’s probably why i was never here. hello.

im ready to talk again. anyone do anything slightly mischievous while i was away? do tell.   

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4 million points for Gryffindor.