It had to happen eventually
Event: Meatgirl updates her LJ. Interesting. Well, here I am. Updating. 3rd, entry. Go prolific girl. You go.
Well, I'm officially drowning in exam stress. T-9 days. Then 5 of hell, then 50% done this whole degree. Whoa, 50%MD. Maybe they can just give me a half salary, you know, an advance loan or something. On good faith? I'm a nice enough girl right? Hmm. Not likely.
So today was another day of studying. Days blur now. Today I felt like a bad studier. The reason? I counted only 10 hours of pure work. Slacker! That thought immediately flashed though my mind. It was followed quickly by: I still have plenty of time to do work tonight...at least 3 lectures worth.
And then I put my head on the table. WTF? 10 hours is a shit-load of studing! What has happened to me(at-girl)?
Further evidence: Right now my wonderful, loving BF is at my parents house (a 5 hour drive away) WITHOUT me, helping them with renovations. I'm glad all invloved are so understanding and comfortable and stuff, but I feel kinda left out. Left out of LIFE! I was walking with a buddy of mine the other day and he was lamenting that he didn't sleep anymore, and that he no longer had blood running through his body. It was pure caffiene. If we did a spinal tap, we would probably get a dark liquid with some grinds. Yo, thanks Bottoni, for further evidence of the continued medicalization of my life. It's like a disease! (Har-har.) Med based jokes. I slay me.
Uh, I dunno where this is going. Just feeling like I want to be done for the year, and maybe get a life back. Missing my non-London friends. (Waving at SuperVacation Chrissy, the Ever-sassy Jenny-girl, Curgoth and Liz, I dunno if anybody else I know is on LJ.) Its been difficult to let communication with all my friends slide, and I hope that all my people understand that I don't mean any offence. Sacrifice yo. I know it has already caused a number of drifts.
The pamphlet wasn't a lie. Seriously though, I think it will be worth it, and I wouldn't change anything. I love my little road. And now to derail it.
Screw those 3 lectures, I'm going to pour myself a drink.
I reclaim Meat-island!
(That was meant to be all He-Man/She-ra like.)
I have the power!
Well, I'm officially drowning in exam stress. T-9 days. Then 5 of hell, then 50% done this whole degree. Whoa, 50%MD. Maybe they can just give me a half salary, you know, an advance loan or something. On good faith? I'm a nice enough girl right? Hmm. Not likely.
So today was another day of studying. Days blur now. Today I felt like a bad studier. The reason? I counted only 10 hours of pure work. Slacker! That thought immediately flashed though my mind. It was followed quickly by: I still have plenty of time to do work tonight...at least 3 lectures worth.
And then I put my head on the table. WTF? 10 hours is a shit-load of studing! What has happened to me(at-girl)?
Further evidence: Right now my wonderful, loving BF is at my parents house (a 5 hour drive away) WITHOUT me, helping them with renovations. I'm glad all invloved are so understanding and comfortable and stuff, but I feel kinda left out. Left out of LIFE! I was walking with a buddy of mine the other day and he was lamenting that he didn't sleep anymore, and that he no longer had blood running through his body. It was pure caffiene. If we did a spinal tap, we would probably get a dark liquid with some grinds. Yo, thanks Bottoni, for further evidence of the continued medicalization of my life. It's like a disease! (Har-har.) Med based jokes. I slay me.
Uh, I dunno where this is going. Just feeling like I want to be done for the year, and maybe get a life back. Missing my non-London friends. (Waving at SuperVacation Chrissy, the Ever-sassy Jenny-girl, Curgoth and Liz, I dunno if anybody else I know is on LJ.) Its been difficult to let communication with all my friends slide, and I hope that all my people understand that I don't mean any offence. Sacrifice yo. I know it has already caused a number of drifts.
The pamphlet wasn't a lie. Seriously though, I think it will be worth it, and I wouldn't change anything. I love my little road. And now to derail it.
Screw those 3 lectures, I'm going to pour myself a drink.
I reclaim Meat-island!
(That was meant to be all He-Man/She-ra like.)
I have the power!