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Drove my car back up north last week.  Changed a few things and did her up and she looks and feels as good as new now.  She had twelve inch rims and tyres before this. When I bought her I changed the tyres but not the rims. Now she's running on fourteen inch sport rims and low profile tyres. So much quieter than before and sooo nice to drive.  Sent her in for a good polish. The guy even re-painted a few things. This front part, just above the bonnet and the wiper holders, both front and back and also all four door handles. Before coming back some weeks ago I got her tinted. Good deal on Groupon and they did it really well. It's not too dark although it looks almost completely black.  Got the engine mounting changed as well. When in reverse she used to judder quite badly. Now it's super smooth. Have installed sensor locks and changed all the floor mats. Replaced the drive shafts and brake pads. Can't wait to start driving back when I'm on break.

Successfully passed Year 2! I came home for my study leave hoping to have more time to study and hoping to have my meals taken care of instead of having to keep going out to buy something or cooking. I thought I studied enough. But then I went back south and started revising for my paper on Monday and realized I didn't do shit while I was home. I mean I went through my notes and all. I remembered a few things here are there. Mostly from what was taught during our lectures.  But that was about it. So began my two weeks of sleepless nights.  We'd have only theory papers every alternate days and on the other days we'd have both theory and practical papers. And these papers were all back to back so there was no break in between subjects which made this a nightmare. Once the theory paper was done I'd come back and (try to) sleep for an hour or two then I'd wake up, wash up and start studying. In between I'd have my meal for the day and I'd be dr

I just spent an entire hour dancing alone in the hall with the lights switched off and the curtains drawn.  Came back after this afternoon's paper and fell flat on the bed. Couldn't sleep so I took my diary and walked up to the pool. Sat at the clubhouse and poured my heart out on those yellow pages while listening to some songs. Walked back to my apartment and fell flat on the bed again. Couldn't fall asleep. Again. Turned up the volume on my MP3 and walked 20 paces from my room to the hall. Laughed at myself for thinking about dancing alone. Started moving a little bit and next thing I know I'm lifting my hands, moving my legs, flying round the hall and dancing like there's no tomorrow with tears streaming down my face. I'm so overwhelmed by everything that's been happening lately. So damn overwhelmed it's insane. And then there's all this exam stress that's just begging to be released. I don't know how I got thro