More like can't be bothered than MIA.

I shan't be blogging in the weeks to come; Most of the time I am either spending time doing the mounting pile of assignments and studying for the tests. Darn those things.
The seating arrangements will be switched on Monday. I had to converse with Varella as- the new seating arrangement is according to register order- my seat will still remain at the back. Meaning? No difference. So, I switched with a PRC guy in the front and ta-dah! I got myself a new seat with a full view of Brother's Golden Retrievers.
I broke a personal rule of mine yesterday.
I went shopping. Ha ha.
But it was with purpose. I had to go buy some clothes for New Year and some accessories that had to be bought so as to complement it. Like a new watch, a new belt... So on and so forth.
I ended up blowing 180 bucks on a pair of jeans, a Polo and a T-shirt from a shop that 4Aers probably aren't interested with. So, what the heck.
I got the membership card anyway and I was also mistaken by a lady as a working staff there! -____________- Guess I pretty much have my future set huh?
Life Science meeting on Monday; Jeff would be finally able to meet our latest addition and puke at the pictures that were taken.

I intend to be a little more optimistic now. Never mind that the negatives keep throwing themselves at me, I think I finally realized that it does no good running myself down even more. Of course, there's a limit to the optimism cause if there isn't. You will eventually end up like souls that are labeled as Happy Go Lucky. Or, the ones that simply don't care.
I hope FMP enjoyed marking my scripts- I wrote relatively long. I referred to the textbook and her notes and studied. So, if she were to flunk me, I will bother for her for the next 8 months.
Eat that you vile accuser.