Dinner at a French restaurant a couple of weeks back. Was rather disappointed, but he was really sweet to have arranged it. And yes, I'm a huge ass sucker for big red succulent roses.

I really have no business being awake at this hour much less blogging. But I need to fulfill the intense needs of the slacker in me. I'm 600 words into my 2.5k word essay, and I'm barely into bringing my point across. I'm massively longwinded, I know. I actually decided to retire abt an hour ago, and mayb surf a bit of web, abt 15 minutes or so, before slipping into bed. But nooo, I had to start browsing pictures. Tidying some virtual folders. I'm trying to slack as much as I possibly can before I get so sleepy I concuss on my laptop, cos I know tmr's gonna see none of that. None of me luxuriously spending time on unproductive things. Like now, typing tautologously. The same thing, over and over again in different ways. See!

I have a feeling I may have only made sense to myself there.

Anyway, I cannot express how excited I am abt submitting all my assignments. No more pressuring myself on doing well. Just an abundance of play.

There's the stand-up I HAVE to go for, Dolly Diamond at The Butterfly Club. Michael Jackson's This Is It, movie premiere. Time Traveler's Wife, opening on the 5th of Nov. Shoppingggg! So many other things. Need to refer to travel guide.