of sleep deprivation, missed appointments and undone assignments
Life. Is killer.
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*general incoherence*
Have I mentioned how much I hate PW? No? Then let me say this: the person who invented PW should be stabbed mulitple times with a blunt, rusty knife. And then boiled in hot oil.
College is just WHOAH where did all that time go?
But Hamlet is AWESOME.
On the other not-so-good hand, Wide Sargasso Sea is deeply puzzling and vague. ‘But it kept its secret.’ 1) What? Just? Happenned? 2) Where? Who? Why? 3) There’s a secret? Just hang on a mo’, EBRYTING IS NOT IRIE. Run that by me again… please?
Economics… blows my mind away. Then it picks me up by the ears and flings me into BP’s oil slick = agonising, drawn-out death.
Biology: plumb the mysteries of DNA polymerase I and III, fail all my practical assessments and write ‘Okazaki fragments’ as ‘Ohno fragments’ (>_<) Gomen nasai, Riida!
ELL is fun. In a belated sort of way, which includes shuffling, nose-blowing and head-pounding against the nearest available hard object.
I CAN’T BELIEVE IT’S THE HOLIDAYS ALREADY AND ALL MY HARD-LAID PLANS ARE GOING TO WASTE. D:
But at least I’ll have Arashi merchandise to look forward to. YEEHAH.
It’s 1:02 AM where I am now. I haven’t finished my analysis of Hamlet yet, nor my Economics tutorial, nor my PW.
In other words: DEADLINES SLAY ME DEAD.
BUT I WILL SURVIVE. SOMEHOW.
I ALWAYS DO. *crosses fingers*
