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The absolute glee I feel when I come home from an exam and get to close all bazillion of the tabs I have open for studying that topic is unreal. IT IS PURE JOY. Especially when said exam goes blissfully well, as today's did. Unlike yesterday afternoon, where I had a migraine, with aura (seriously the fucking page was changing colours), wrote a slightly rambly essay about why I hate Milton, and kept getting distracted by all the incredibly hot and mostly tragically straight English major ladies. On the upside, yesterday morning's exam on the Iliad went exceptionally well, and I got to talk about why Achilles is a sulky baby and that's okay.
AND NOW I HAVE THE WEEKEND OFF \o/ Kinda. Gotta study and all that, but I hopefully get to hang out with my cousins for while before the month's mind tomorrow.
Also, also, if my housemates don't stop smoking in the house I'm going to stab them in the face. If I wanted to smell like smoke and flirt with lung cancer I'd buy my own shitty roll-ups.
AND NOW I HAVE THE WEEKEND OFF \o/ Kinda. Gotta study and all that, but I hopefully get to hang out with my cousins for while before the month's mind tomorrow.
Also, also, if my housemates don't stop smoking in the house I'm going to stab them in the face. If I wanted to smell like smoke and flirt with lung cancer I'd buy my own shitty roll-ups.