I think it's sad that when people really try to make something work, other people don't see it. This sounds vague but I can't explain the whole deal. Let's just give someone a chance, okay?

It's study week and I don't feel like it, I usually don't mind studying but today I can't concentrate and all I think about is food and how-many-days-do-I-have-left-till-exam1?

So my first exam is Wednesday night, then I'll have an oral exam (eeek) on Thursday and I'll walk a show this Friday. Then Weekend. Monday will be my last exam-day and then we'll have a break and I will go on safari. In a zoo, that is. Ha.

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I remember that I always wanted to write fun blogs.

Thing is, I seem to have this block in my head that prevents me from writing anything other than meanless chitchat. I used to write all about my day and how ever little fun that sounds, it actually was fun because later on I could recall what I did 3 years ago and how I felt and I sometimes giggled about things I found funny 3 years ago, because I still find them funny.

Ever since I went to university to study English and had to write short, stupid essays in MLA style (meaning: you cannot write anything you want to write, it's all in this kind of opinionless code) my writing brain has frozen. I want to write 'however' in every sentence now and I forgot about cute adverbs and adjectives BUT here's the deal: this blog is going to be practise.

So, how unidentifyingly lame my first posts will be, I don't know. This is going to be my scratch paper and I hope soon, very soon, this blog will be alive again and full of posts about guacemole and dolphins and libraries.

Peace out

I still

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