By saying that I am a rock, I am not praising my physical, or mental, or psychological, (or any-adjective-that-ends-with-an-"al") strength.
I am not praising how I rock.
I am not saying that I am an actual rock (METAPHOR, PEOPLE!!).

I am praising how great I am in procrastinating, like a rock, sitting here not doing anything constructive.

Meh. Today is already 5 April, 2 weeks before the frigging CE exam that I have been dreading most.

Pahh! buhbye back to my sweet duvet.

Staring at words but not reading them -> check twitter updates -> realise I've stopped my revision -> can't move my eyes off the screen -> reading fmls -> check facebook -> then twitter -> then youtube -> spend half an hour watching videos -> twitter again -> fmls -> SHIT WHAT HAVE I DONE?! -> REVOLVE.

FML.

What a grand word is rhinorrhea. To me, a version of diarrhea in the nose.

Gahh, I hate runny nose. My nose starts running around when it is change in weather, from not-so-obvious-actually-extinct Autumn to Winter. It is when I need to decide whether I should breathe with my mouth or through my damned nose.

If you use your mouth to breathe, there's a big chance that you will inhale or "eat" a lot of dust in the air. The problem is these dust will not be trapped in the mucus, but will be stuck in your mouth or just go down to your alimentary canal. It is gross just to imagine.

If you use your nose to breathe, you will feel like you are going to die of suffocation.

Gah. Rhinorrhea. alksjdhfaksjdf

gee.nim