last night's dream was a myriad of sorts. before i slept, mel passed me this link on some global internship thingy and i went on applying for the internship somewhere, in all excitement of course. and in the application i had to do a write up on what i would like to learn from the experience and all that crap. so in my dream last night, the programme co-ordinator called me up and told me she received my application. and that my write up looked like it was plagiarised. i got so irked i shouted "i got a distinction for english okay!". and i slammed down the phone. oh my god. do i really want it that bad? haha. and i woke up somehow wanting to listen to some backstreet boys number which i don't have? like wth?

i doubt i'll be able to sign up for the program this year due to the differences in dates. so i guess i'll maybe save up for the programme and apply for it next year. exciting!

okay okay. i guess i'll go back to my balance sheets and income statements. for the resume boost, for the love of the language, i will.