*flaunts*
I.
AM.
FREE.
That's right, uni. You didn't like me and hell, I didn't really like you, but now I am done.
I CAN WRITE FANFIC, LIKE THAT DAMN GAIUS/DRAGON THAT HAS BEEN PLAGUING ME. AND THE UHMA! IT WILL BE FINISHED!
I CAN WORK ON MY NOVEL, FINALLY.
I CAN FINISH WATCHING IDEAL, WHICH HAS BEEN SITTING ON MY DVR FOR GODDAMN AGES.
I CAN COMPLETE MY BLOODY MOOD THEME.
I CAN REPLY TO A MONTH OLD EMAIL I JUST HAVE NOT HAD THE TIME TO READ PROPERLY.
I CAN SLEEP IN. OH MY GOD, I CAN SLEEP IN!
Admittedly, I probably did so rubbishly in my exam this morning that I'll have to sit a supplementary, so it's probably not over yet. BUT I LIVE IN HOPE THAT MY ESSAYS WERE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET THE 9 POINTS I NEED TO PASS.
Me: *reading*
Brain: Jesus, this is boring.
Me: *rolls eyes*
Me: Okay, so the House of Representatives can like pass bills or something...
Brain: HAHAHAHA, you wrote HoR, but it can be h0r too.
Me: Oh God, I'm going to fail.
Brain: Hey, want to read porn?
Me: Later.
Brain: *sings* ONE THOUSAND, ONE HUNDRED BEERS ON THE WALL-
Me: OKAY, OKAY.
Me: Therefore, the Presidency-
Brain: NO. NO. I AM SICK OF YOU AND YOUR BLOODY LEARNING. I WANT MERLIN, DAMMIT.
And then, my brain was all, "Do an Uther/Gaius manip! It's not like you can concentrate anyway!" which was true, so I did one. Complete with a couple of lyrics from Johnny Cash's 'Hurt,' which I still apply to Uther.
I'll link to it, as I'm still not full bottle on my new layout and its tendency to wrap images.
Finally, am excited for this week's Merlin. Oh wait, maybe I should cut this, for smashedpinkbug's sake.
Charles Dance FTW! Damn, he looked good in the promo images. But also:
Hell yeah.
And now I'm going to go off and be hyperactive and try not to think about the fact that I need to get a proper job. And eat kalakhand, yay!
AM.
FREE.
That's right, uni. You didn't like me and hell, I didn't really like you, but now I am done.
I CAN WRITE FANFIC, LIKE THAT DAMN GAIUS/DRAGON THAT HAS BEEN PLAGUING ME. AND THE UHMA! IT WILL BE FINISHED!
I CAN WORK ON MY NOVEL, FINALLY.
I CAN FINISH WATCHING IDEAL, WHICH HAS BEEN SITTING ON MY DVR FOR GODDAMN AGES.
I CAN COMPLETE MY BLOODY MOOD THEME.
I CAN REPLY TO A MONTH OLD EMAIL I JUST HAVE NOT HAD THE TIME TO READ PROPERLY.
I CAN SLEEP IN. OH MY GOD, I CAN SLEEP IN!
Admittedly, I probably did so rubbishly in my exam this morning that I'll have to sit a supplementary, so it's probably not over yet. BUT I LIVE IN HOPE THAT MY ESSAYS WERE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET THE 9 POINTS I NEED TO PASS.
Me: *reading*
Brain: Jesus, this is boring.
Me: *rolls eyes*
Me: Okay, so the House of Representatives can like pass bills or something...
Brain: HAHAHAHA, you wrote HoR, but it can be h0r too.
Me: Oh God, I'm going to fail.
Brain: Hey, want to read porn?
Me: Later.
Brain: *sings* ONE THOUSAND, ONE HUNDRED BEERS ON THE WALL-
Me: OKAY, OKAY.
Me: Therefore, the Presidency-
Brain: NO. NO. I AM SICK OF YOU AND YOUR BLOODY LEARNING. I WANT MERLIN, DAMMIT.
And then, my brain was all, "Do an Uther/Gaius manip! It's not like you can concentrate anyway!" which was true, so I did one. Complete with a couple of lyrics from Johnny Cash's 'Hurt,' which I still apply to Uther.
I'll link to it, as I'm still not full bottle on my new layout and its tendency to wrap images.
Finally, am excited for this week's Merlin. Oh wait, maybe I should cut this, for smashedpinkbug's sake.
Charles Dance FTW! Damn, he looked good in the promo images. But also:
Hell yeah.
And now I'm going to go off and be hyperactive and try not to think about the fact that I need to get a proper job. And eat kalakhand, yay!