as you can see, i’ve painted my nails an orangey-red shade.

and when i type on my black macbook, i’m reminded of louboutins. which also reminds me that i read somewhere you can get a louboutin manicure, i.e. black on the top of your nails, and red on the underside. i bet you need pretty long nails for that to work.

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can you tell that i’ve got exams looming? IM-ing with my cousin, we figured exams + pressure = procrastination

but but but, i HAVE done at least some revision today. okay, i haven’t copied anything out or done some fancyschmancy mindmap/venn diagram/spiderwhatever, but i know what the hell is going on.

and if there was a question on what to do when a company wants to have an IPO, i’m going to trot out things like: changing from private to public company, amending the company’s articles to remove any pre-emption rights and nullify any existing shareholder agreements, change of name, increasing the authorised share capital, giving directors power to allot to the maximum of that share capital, blah blah blah blah blah. i also know that prospectus rules apply to prospectuses (prospecti?), and the criminal and civil liability for misleading, false, fraudulent statements and/or omissions.

so, while i don’t have anything to show for it, i’ve really been studying all afternoon and not, say, uhm… ebaying or flickring or blogvoyeuring. honest. to goodness.

revising is boring.

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it’s much more interesting gossiping about the gold-digging wives/fiancees/girlfriends that seem to afflict my male childhood friends. them girls, they flock to my friends like bees to honey, like smudges on the silverware. although, to be fair, if i didn’t know them as my childhood friends, and i got to know them and realised how minted they were, i’d probably try to get involved as well.

maybe.

probably not, actually. it’s a shame i have principles, else i’d be flaunting some serious diamond jewellery by now.