21:18.

Thirty six hours and forty two minutes until doomsday. * wails pitifully *

Maybe I should just get a MC from polyclinic, saying I injured my right hand index finger, thus making it impossible to write. Stupid flesh loving hamster. I think my hamster is a carnivore, she but off a chuck of my flesh... =.=" evil.

I'm not planning to sleep during this thirty six hours. I'm gonna study my butt off. No food, no bath, no entertainment except for updating my thirty six hours stint. Dang, I'm gonna be one hungry, smell and unhappy little girl. =<

I wish Luca Pacioli is still alive. He's the " founding father " of ass-ounting [ accounting ]. If he's still alive, I can tell him how much suffering he has cost this world with his intelligence. People is his day should just stick to things that are good at, like shoving horse and cow dungs or something barbaric.

I went to sushi buffett today! Only $13.90, excluding tax and service charge. The waiter was nice enough to give us the student price even we go to a private school. Honestly, Singapore government is missing a few screws. Sure, we go to a private school but does that mean that we're not students as well? We can't apply for the concession fares or enjoy any of the benefits government school students can and WE PAY MORE.

Farking bullshit. Thirty six hours and twenty two more minutes left. STUDY LISA! STUDY! God, I'm soo hating this. I wanna just sleep and sleep with all my pillows, duvet and soft toys suffocating me. Yeh!~ If there is a job that requires professional sleeping, I know I'll definitely kick everyone's butt at it cause I'm the best.

One more month until I fly to GuangZhou for an intensive one week retail therapy! YAY! All the clothes, bag and shoes at cheap cheap cheap prices! and the glorious food. * wipes drool * Yes, be jealous of me! Wahahaha. Okay, Accounting is really calling out to me now. I can hear it. SHUT UP ACC!