Very childish
but I think I have the chance to write "They fuck" in an exam this week.
Oh yeah, let's beat down them taboos. Yeah.
:D
(Also, "God I love your cock." Gotta love arts courses.)
Forgive me, I've had insomnia this past week, though I did manage five whole hours last night. (But it's 11am and I've been up since 3am. Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!)
Edit: Probably can't sleep because I'm worrying about clearing out my room by next week. Given up study for the third day in a row to sort the rest out (pissing around and freaking out were the two previous days). I seem to have managed to bring just about everything I own down here over the course of the year, and I'm seriously regretting not taking back my suitcase of winter clothes over September. Oh well, have to deal with it now.
Also hoping a friend follows through and can take care of my lovely fridge for the holidays. Got all that to sort out and I'm going back home with Hamish & his parents driving. Am I the only one who slightly FREAKS at the prospect of spending several hours in a confined space with the parents of a boyfriend? Hrm, no, that sounds normal.
Still...