So this is what it feels like not to be tired..
I had 18 hours of sleep last night and it was GREAT.
Suffice to say, my final year project is done. Well, not really, there's still a shorter accompanying report to write because apparently this project just will. Not. End. But the bulk of it is out of the way, and thank God. Honestly, this project has been like Voldemort stuck on the back of my head, slowly sucking the life out of me. I've basically spent the past week sitting in bed, drinking tea and typing while in my huge cape, which by the way, is probably the biggest fashion mistake on this planet. But it's warm and cuddly and like wearing a practical blanket.
In other news, one of my best friends came over today and we watched the KurtBlaine kiss because she hadn't seen it yet. The excitement in the room was palpable. There was so much squealing and jumping on the bed and GODDAMN THAT COCKBLOCKING PIANO and REPLAYREPLAYREPLAY.
In other, other news, the restaurant my ex-boyfriend and I used to go to every week has closed. Just a strange coincidence.
Suffice to say, my final year project is done. Well, not really, there's still a shorter accompanying report to write because apparently this project just will. Not. End. But the bulk of it is out of the way, and thank God. Honestly, this project has been like Voldemort stuck on the back of my head, slowly sucking the life out of me. I've basically spent the past week sitting in bed, drinking tea and typing while in my huge cape, which by the way, is probably the biggest fashion mistake on this planet. But it's warm and cuddly and like wearing a practical blanket.
In other news, one of my best friends came over today and we watched the KurtBlaine kiss because she hadn't seen it yet. The excitement in the room was palpable. There was so much squealing and jumping on the bed and GODDAMN THAT COCKBLOCKING PIANO and REPLAYREPLAYREPLAY.
In other, other news, the restaurant my ex-boyfriend and I used to go to every week has closed. Just a strange coincidence.