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I'm so close to the finishing line of my second year of my course, and I'm totally running on fumes. I've got two final exams to go (one on the 20th, and one on the 27th) and one final paper on domestic violence to write up before the 27th, and then I'm completely free until September. So, once that day hits, I'm sitting back and relaxing. Well, ( Read more... ) -
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I'm soooo close to being finished this semester, and I've done really well without having a breakdown. So why do I feel like having one right this moment? -
; so keep breathing.
When you see this, post another Supernatural quote in your LJ. Let's see how long this can go on.Dean: Don't forget the extra onions this time ( Read more... ) -
; it's funny when you find the words to say, you find no reply.
I've been out of sorts the last few days, and I don't know why. I think I just need a break. Maybe I'm working too much.
School starts in two weeks, so soon I'll be stressed in over my head. Joy. -
; you crying, tragic waste of skin.
Well, I did it. The message is away...not that really any of you has a clue on what I'm talking about.
I'm thinking of starting a new LJ, I just need a name...and a kick ass layout. -
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I've decided that my laptop hates the UK. It didn't really work in Edinburgh until Alen did something so I could use IE and MSN, I could only use FireFox for some stupid reason - and I hate FF! Anyways, so here in London my laptop decided that it didn't want to connect to the wireless that's provided in the flat, but thankfully they have an ( Read more... ) -
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First week of college was nice, I'm actually gonna have to get off my ass and study and not leave things to the last minute (because as of right now I have seven essays I need to write for the entire semester). But I'll be able to do it...and if not, I'll cry ( Read more... ) -
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I have an infected chin.
God must be laughing at me from above, just to spite me.
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So tomorrow's my last day at Rona, and I have to say that I'm rather sad about that. The work is relitively easy (though physical...it being a warehouse and all), the pay is nice, and the people are amazing. I get along with most of them pretty well, but I don't like a few, because they drive me up the wall. But you get that working anywhere, ( Read more... ) -
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Today at work Andrew asked if I'd rub his feet for him, at which point I told him there was no way in hell I was touching them. And then proceeded to tell him that his feet were so big, that they were like flippers. So he has built in flippers.
He makes me smile. Damn him.