i am really starting to loathe the end of semester rush, especially when the weather is so amazing and beautiful but yet there is a big cloud of hate following me around also known as the assessments i have not yet started. i know no matter how i try and tackle this problem it will only result in me leaving it all until the last minute and staying up all night with cans of redbull and mi goreng noodles as my only friends. i think i like the drama. assessments are so lonely. and dangerous. do you know how many times i’ve fallen asleep face down on my dad’s desk with my glasses still on my face, i usually work until a point where i collapse in the most violent manner that i could crush my glasses into my face and get little shards of glass in my eyes. oh the tragedy of tertiary education. and for what? to make it to summer holidays 6kgs heavier with a few distinctions? but on a slightly happier note, our class did get a one week extension for culture writing and textuality and i saw a seagull with one leg today. also, listening to laura marling in your bedroom and drinking tea is probably the best form of procrastination.
