| I think I'm gonna be sad, I think it's today: the girl that's drivin' me mad is goin' away... |
[Jun. 22nd, 2007|09:20 pm] |
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| | You Can Breathe, Jack's Mannequin | ] |
*whine*
See, I'm supposed to be feeling jubilant at the point. As of midday, I'm done with exams for the semester.
However, I can't really summon much more than an "Eh." kind of feeling.
Guess how I celebrated finishing the semester. Go on, guess.
...By helping Liz to clean the ProgSoc room. Whoo, party on.
Also by watching movies with Chris, but that got cut short and will probably be spread over about seven different days instead of the originally intended three - assuming we can even find those seven. Not that it's really suprising, the original plan was more or less a pipe dream.
Stress and lack of sleep have also finally caught up with me, giving me half the symptoms of a cold without any of the closure. Yay! My throat hasn't quite reached the level of "sore" as yet - at the moment, it's more like 'tight': okay to breathe, but uncomfortable to yawn or swallow.
Right now, I can't even summon enthusiasm for the things I've been looking forward to as "Once you get through exams, you can enjoy ____" type things. That particular fact may improve come morning, after a decent night's rest... But at the moment, I just wish to curl into a small ball and die. Yay!
...But even the Southern Cross was celebrating tonight - you could almost see the fourth star, a rarity in the Sydney smog.
-Mmaster |
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