It's my last paper tomorrow. Can't wait to get over and done with it. Hoping I will be able to get through this sem successfully. But that's when reality begins. Time to look for work. Still have not thought of what to do or rather what can I do. Hate growing up, hate responsibilities. It's so contradicting that when you are young you can't wait to grow up but when you grow old you wish you were younger. Guess we didn't see the responsibilities behind growing up. Anyway, Praba your tips better be reliable, I am counting on your tips to pass MC. If not I will prank call you every night and spam your email with nonsense. Lol!

Side note, I still look at snickers and feel so unreal that I'm actually having my own doggy! :)