Civil law has the potential to make me completely uncivilised. In fact, if it gets to me much more, I might lose my sanity and streak round the Tunku Abdul Razak building (that's where the examination board for the CLP is) in protest. I doubt it'll be too hard to imagine as I've been consuming a LOT of sugar in french cafes and cake houses whilst studying so I'll have the strength and stamina to do a complete run...
On a cheerier note, Elena called;
I LOVE YOOOOOOOUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!
I want to go on a dinosaur excavation or dinosaur archaeological dig. Of course I know the dinosaurs are dead!
It matters less, the frequency, brevity or length of my internal monologue. A word be too much, more often too little, but if anything be said, since we are all exiles in a strange land from every tribe, nation and tongue, have compassion! This race is won not by individuals; neither the first nor the last for those who are ahead will have to wait awhile until the last person in Christ crosses the finish line and the last would not be last unless someone crossed the line before him.
I exist in a stream of consciousness that exists in a magical land of blue dragons and bottomless cliffs baked in the orange glow of a setting sun. Likes chocolate. And horses. A lot. Confused ENTJ-ENTP-INTP-ENFP. Jesus Freak.