Conquests

So...

Today, Sally and I conquered Simple Present Tense(s). One hour of today was spent on yelling "We like! She likes! He likes! You like!" After many attempts, she was finally able to grasp this underrated concept and proceeded to declare "I know, I know, I know!" (Something she does quite often, bright button that she is.) It was great, to say the least. The list of people I'm going to miss is getting longer as the days go by. Due to my extremely frequent trips to the gas station down the road, I'll be obliged to miss the Caltex dudes too, or rather, they'll miss the huge influx of I-Talk sales I made possible. Phone cards are essential when you have loved ones in other (stupid) countries.

There's a big prayer function going on in my house on Sunday and it's truly madhouse central over here. Mom and Grans are in a frenzy and I am caught in the crossfires but what else is new, ei? All said in good humour, I'm used to the steady stream of visitors that seem to think my house is a hotel-cum-clubhouse.

The work is piling as the peak of the semester draws near; the apex in the life of any Psychology student studying in Help (I'm saying this with a straight face, I swear)*DRUMROLL*... The Annual Psychology Colloquium. Yes folks, it's that time of the year again and you're about to see something highly amusing, sad and degrading all at the same time; hundreds and hundreds of students scurrying around, shedding their own blood, sweat and tears, not to mention possibly risking their own lifes (and perhaps those around them) to win the title of best oral presentation.
Nothing wrong with being the best, obviously, it's just not worth all that trouble when most of the presentations are worth zero in the final grading scheme of any given Psychology subject (not to mention it's worth nothing in the long run of The Big Picture). Most of us can barely see even the corner of the picture, ei?

Moving on from less provoking thoughts, I can't wait for December (stating the bloody obvious, aren't I).
Also, they opened a new discount bookstore in Amcorp that I just discovered and prodded thoroughly on the previous Saturday. If you can believe that, they've been open since the end of last year but were formerly located in a smaller space (but I honestly don't know how I missed it because, for one- it's bright orange and for two-well, it's a bookstore). My conclusion however is; they're selling bestsellers at half the price MPH charges, so to hell with that ripping-off outlet (I still love you, MPH).
I recently got back She's Come Undone (a Wally Lamb classic by the way, and if you didn't know that, SHAME ON YOU) from Nim and oh, the relief.

Oh and Syar, I still don't like your top ten list idea okay. It's insane, I don't even know how you had the audicity to suggest it!! Madness, I tell you!
(She suggested I only pack 10 of my favourite books with me to Perth). I know, crazy right?
Alright, fine I'm the nut here. It's still a dilemma (the book problem, not my nutsiness), so somebody help.

I'm off to try and get some work done. I said try, you don't have to laugh.
Loves to all =D