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picture of the day

Ladies and gentlemen, I’d like to present my picture of the day, which I created to encourage myself in working on my thesis. If you think it’s silly, I can accept that; but hey, life is free

I accept applauses as response, anyway

I’m about to achieve it, so WISH ME LUCK.. and PRAY ME as well..

Cheers!

- Puspa.

the exams

I should’ve revised my thesis proposal right now, but what I did is -again- an importantly unimportant thing. This is still Saturday January 10^th (the time when I write this post in Word file). And by the time the sun rises tomorrow morning, I have to be ready to face the reality: leaving my ‘kingdom of heaven’ to go to the Battle of Pelennor. I’ll have my examination week (well, not precisely a week anyway) which tortures me enough and spoil my intellectuality *Euh. Spoil?*

I guess I’m still under the spell of post-dramatic mood; and if you ask me why I am being so, I’ll blame my days tomorrow: the examination week. I’ll take it easy, though. I need to get relax to enjoy my assignments.

My hell week will be started by American Literature examination. Thank God the lecturer didn’t give me a paper assignment. I have nothing in Tuesday, but I expect to finish my American History paper on Tuesday. The paper will be submitted on Wednesday. Thursday will be the day for thesis-proposal submission; believe me, I WILL FINISH IT TODAY. The exams continue in the next week. Monday I have to submit my American Media paper *crossing fingers, hoping to ace it*. And the last day of examination will be Tuesday: gifted by a purrrrfect match of American Thought and American Women *again, crossing fingers hope to stay alive after doing those tasks*

Hadn’t I had him by my side to accompany my days, I’ll curse along my examination week as a pathetic student. But no, I won’t curse my days. I’m ok.

Exams?

No worries

random #2

“From great power, comes great responsibility..”

(Spiderman 2)

Puspa:

Yes, I admit that. And I have great responsibility…