Sigh

Go emo all you want R (i owe you one though for not rhyming!)...too tired to put up any kind of fight ...ah was just a really long week and this bloody day was just the cherry on top - a really long drawn workshop (yawn...), we were pitifully sequestered in a hotel ballroom without any windows...bleugh...although they fed us on a regular basis, it was bleugh nonetheless! We ended up passing around juvenile scribbles like "kill me, kill me now!!" or "make it stop, make it stop!!" yaaaaaaaaawn...

So yeah, then it was another long drawn drive back home, and just when i was starting to feel the weekend by letting all my windows down (um ...all two of them) and opening the sunroof for some much missed fresh air ...pretending to be in a convertible (haha), i hear this sound like a gun shot and breaking of glass! oops there goes tranquility! bubble brusting...tada! What did you expect, eh little one, you were visiting one of the country's most crime-infested cities, no?

Yep, the only high point was when i felt like Danny was finally getting me and "recalculated" the route exactly as i wanted him to, rather than taking me back on his route in his usual convoluted way... (ya ya so i named my nav, you got a problem with that?) Go Danny boy! Love ya!

Oh, wait, and also when i saw this really cool cityscape that just looked 2-d and kinda futuristic...against the serious gray sky...

Gotta study french tomorrow, another test coming up, hmm, thinking of renting french cinemas, gotta get the accent man! Also, no one is teaching me french swear words, and i have a suspicion that there is a definite wealth of knowledge right there...boohoo... oh! that reminds me, i was checking my blog rating, and guess what!

It's NC-17! Wicked! And i didn't even have to lift a finger!