Two exams down, next one tomorrow.
THEN FREEDOM.
Until the 21st. Then be my practical exam.
I have entirely lost momentum, skipping the library last night in favour of hosting my own living room disco.
DON'T WANNA WORK NO MORE.
Have spent the last few days gorging on After Eights.
Pete bought me After Eights. Bitches love After Eights.
And coffee.
Fucking love coffee.
Revision makes me odd.
I spent a few hours watching the Sean Bean death reel on repeat, half way between distraught and hysteric laughter.
And I've started over-using the word slut.
Also was playing the He-Man WHAT'S GOING ON in the library study room, only for someone in the one next door to complain about the noise. Calling it 'really irritating' or some shit.
Bwaaah. I dunno.
Just watched the last in the series of Parks and Rec. Gutting. Nearly did a cry. But I blame that on exam sensitivity.
Lost the L key from my keyboard. Am powering through it.
