Wednesday, December 14, 2005
'Depths of hell' doesn't even
begin to describe what I'm going through now. Granted, my papers are next Monday and Tuesday. But the material is
hard, and I'm still trying to figure out vector calculus, so I haven't started revising yet, and I've barely
touched Genetics, which is a sure-fire method of suicide, given the reputation of the genetics final exam. What's more, I keep getting these weird impulses to read fanfic that I haven't read in years. What
is up with me?
What
am I doing here anyway? Shoo, back to the books with you.
(Oh bloody hell, there are people in the hallway singing. Badly.)
words were spilled on Wednesday, December 14, 2005