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So ends the first term of my univeristy life, 12 tutes, 10 essays, 10 essay crisises, 56 lectures, 1 pwned boat race, 3 boys, and a shitload of wonderful memories later. I desperately dont want to go home. Noone else is goign to be there and I am going to spend my whole time being miserable.
I also have to pack, but my room is a complete tip and i dont want to bring myself to do it.
And yes, I was in the sheepshagger.
I also have to pack, but my room is a complete tip and i dont want to bring myself to do it.
And yes, I was in the sheepshagger.