I declare

Instead of a Things on Tuesday I have come up with a "I Declare" list:

• I declare that I hate presentations - today's assessment was poorly done, I freaked and sped up and talked jibberish which resulted in a poor mark. Poo.

Strategic Management

• I declare that I'm slowly dying inside, all work, no play, exams looming and work overtime is adding up - i almost fell asleep in all my classes, running on 4 hours sleep and Berry V.
• I declare that I haven't socialised in a few months now - looking at my diary I realised that I haven't really seen my mates properly in a while.

Lucky Cat

• I declare that Vox is not keeping me sane and has become...my worst nightmare....a venting blog. I'm supposed to be seeking entertainment because that keeps me calm but I haven't the time for calm. I'm sorry.
• I declare I miss TV. And when I do get time to watch TV there is always crap coming out of the idiotbox which leads to the next point.
• I declare I hate loathe Big Brother. I'd occasionally peep at the show but would rather shove HB pencils into my eyes after seconds. Why would I watch a show with idiots moving about the hous, starting goss and voting off 'real' people leaving the show to ultimately become a 20-something idiot house? And cameras everywhere, one bed - its all a bit pervy don't you think?
• I declare that I watched a James Dean movie moments ago to "rest" but admit it was not wise because I have to get on with work. No rest, all work!

James Dean

• I declare that I have no more declarations for tonight. Until tomorrow....