14.6.12

MATH FINALS, DAFUCK?

So it has once again fallen upon us, the season for finals. Who the hell figured we'd do them when there's actually a hint of sunny in this god-forsaken place? I feel actual physical pain when I have to spend my days inside looking out on people playing football, enjoying life.

We have already lost the two writing-finals to a strike, so no need to worry about those, thank god. But the strike is over, oral exams are upon us, and I got math. The universe hates me. I know this is karma, and I know I have been a bad girl.

I am happy to say i'm blessed with wonderful friends, and one of the best suddenly showed up at my door with coke, crisps and candy. YOU ARE MY HERO, M!

My life for the next 48 hrs..


Spent some time cuffing and gagging my friend with benefits (tutor atm actually. Who would've
thought my little thug actually was such a smartie?)

During our strike, me and my roomate bought a kiddie-pool and arranged pool-parties for 2 weeks straight. That was of course when life was good.

I need to get some sleep now, though. Fit for fight tomorrow! 
-C