Way out in the water, see it swimming?
Finals are now over, and my head feels worryingly empty. I suspect that my brain vaporized somewhere between the History and the English tests.
There's a wonderful kind of bonding that goes on during the soul-crushing stress of reading period and finals week. Everyone's sleep-deprived and hyped up on coffee and other stimulants, holding study parties or publicly freaking out about their papers...I'd like this place a lot more if I could have the social interactions minus the nervous breakdowns.
Coming home on Saturday, I think -- but I'm not sure at what time. Need to start/finish packing, and -- seriously, my brain? Completely gone right now. I have no idea what's going on. I mean that in a completely non-drugged way, of course.
I hope coming home will make me sane again.
There's a wonderful kind of bonding that goes on during the soul-crushing stress of reading period and finals week. Everyone's sleep-deprived and hyped up on coffee and other stimulants, holding study parties or publicly freaking out about their papers...I'd like this place a lot more if I could have the social interactions minus the nervous breakdowns.
Coming home on Saturday, I think -- but I'm not sure at what time. Need to start/finish packing, and -- seriously, my brain? Completely gone right now. I have no idea what's going on. I mean that in a completely non-drugged way, of course.
I hope coming home will make me sane again.