I needed a decent place to dwell with in the intricasies of physics formulae and the wonders of economic functions.

This is the place.

I didn't exactly plan to come down here to mug it out, but it turned out to be the right decision.

My cousin and I thought of a place randomly over the phone last night:

And that's how we ended up here.

Having revised both subjects, I now sit here in the study lounge typing out this post, hoping to dish it out before I start revising GP. Application Question is such a piss.

The Study Lounge is apparently pretty quiet, save the once-per-minute squeaking of the serverely-in-need-of-WD40 door, due to the unbelievable volume of human traffic going in and out.

Bladdy hell.

Then just now lagi best. One guy came and sat opposite to me and Rachael at the sofas, and he appeared kinda uncomfortable when we looked at him. 5 minutes into his intrusion...

Yeah, he let it rip. Now, instead of staring at his textbook, he just sat in his armchair and stared into empty space, kinda amused at himself and embarassed at the same time. I didn't give a fuck about the poor guys feelings, I just giggled, then snorted like I just smelt something bad. Ouch.

Got's ta go back to hitting the books.

Somebody kill me.