broken strings

you can't play on broken strings
you can't feel anything

I love, J's :) James Morrison, Jason Mraz and Lenka. She qualifies because shes exceptionallyawesome.

so second week of uni was better than first. it's interesting what a shove out of your comfort zone can lead to. granted, i am quite possibly more confused than when i first started out, but i'm not alone in this, which makes this journey alot less intimidating :)

today i went waxing with my sheester and tracylei :) FUN! hardly any pain. and now it's all smoooooth and silkeh. maybe not silky, but SMOOTH. and most importantly, hairless. i now bear less resemblance to an orang utan so hallelujah.

oh, and i love my cell (: very much.

there's too many things going on, my brain can't absorp everything at once. i'm still trying to figure out what balance sheets are. -.- i simply can't be bothered with anything that is not of priority anymore. very cynical i know, but if i try to cope with everything at once, i will combust. my brain is pea-sized.

so here are the priorities: God. Studies.

that's it. :) the rest can take care of itself. these burdens are no longer mine to carry so adios ambre!

im starting to get homesick all over again. stupid nostalgia.