Wow. A blank space to write on and absolutely nothing to write about…
I guess I should start by saying hi. Hi =)
My name is Olen and I come from Philippines (btw, there is actually a country called Philippines. I did not just make it up.) In 2004, I collected my ridiculously heavy suitcase from the revolving suitcase-collector-thing at Dublin airport and got into a taxi. I was jet-lagged, I was exhausted, and I had absolutely no idea that in five short years, I would be be having heart palpitations at the mere thought of sitting the leaving cert in June 09.
Last September, I became a naturalized citizen, of Procrasti-Nation. And with that, I of course had to stop myself from doing any work that could remotely be considered studying. This ritual of abstention lasts only for a week. In theory, at least.
I had become so used to this “work ethic” that this morning, I actually exercised, when I should have been hunched up in a corner somewhere, with a biology book in one hand and a rosary on the other, willing myself to learn the Krebs cycle. Which just sound like an STD, by the way.
I’ll do better tomorrow. I hope. Otherwise, I will send myself to rehab.
p.s. just like the other bloggers, Elizabeth and Jane (wow, Pride and Prejudice much?), I’m also crossing my fingers for medicine.