uni's no joke man

I'm no fun. But that's ok, because it means I'm growing up.





once again the barking bloody procrastination has left me regretting wasting my holidays away. it's a real mad scramble to finish my homework. and there's all the stupid presentations to do. and for the life of me i don't understand why harry puts up stuff on ivle last minute, when i'm rushing my own last minute homework.

and of course, there's the tests. why isn't wednesday OVER ALREADY. like south asian studies isn't bad enough (seriously. whats up with the reading on the kumirpur village and calcutta demographics?), i have two french essays to complete and a bloody oral to prepare for.

excuse all the complaints but if u were one of those who said uni is easier than jc u deserve a hard whack for more reasons than one.

i hope i hope i hope ivle crashes for three months. the three that'd matter most.





because i'm looking back now and wondering, was that really me?