ah dhunno nutthin bout nutthin

for those trying/thinking/dreaming (?!!) of getting into
grad skool
have a look.. it mite help sumwut..

altho in my experience...
all this admission/getting in/getting accepted/getting job..
ladi dali shtuff is alot about luck..

poor guy i know..
wishes to torture himself with more skool...
convocated top of the class etc etc..
you know.. the typical genius.. einstein reincarnate..
kena rejected..

why? cos everyone else was applying to grad skool at the same time..
why? cos everyone was getting laid off in the economy and wanted to go skooling with their lurvely little pink lunch boxes to wait the recession out
why? humans have a thing for torturing themselves? like ah shaid.. i know nutthin about nutthin

moving on..

for the sake of the womenkind..
This game should really be abolished..
banished to eternal unknown-ness,
and with regards to the article.. the 'he says' part shud really also have been edited out..
its redundant.. not informative.. and not to mention highly irrelevant..
but of course... from the last line in the article..
those with the brains of an amoeba can tell..

the guy who wrote the article is most likely a Guy.. i.e. the species that think with their balls (pun intended)..
considering testicles are full of slimy gunk and leetle wormies swimming around the gunk,
and given that Footballs are full of air...
whichever one the writer chose to utilise for the article..
its still a very commendable effort considering the number of words involved was more than One syllable long

ah shay, t'was a mighty effort of herculean proportions..

ok.. back to sleep

oh yes.. and before that..
to the dear (very TALL) optometrist final year student in melb uni..
Master Andrew Knight who had a poke around in my eye today (for Two hours (!!))...
You're gonna be a good doc..
even i still have to get more lights blinding me out in three weeks time ;)

he was such a sweetie pie today..
and i felt soOOoo teruk-ly bad for saying he's gonna be lousy doc cos i have still more tests to do on my eye..
(it was meant as a joke but came out the wrong way)
and he looked so dissapointed...
And he was such a Particularly sweet charming doc..
i REEEELY felt very bad..

i tell u.. he's Good

ok... off to sleeeeep...

He's good!!

sleep time...

VERY good...

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz