In fucking hindsight

I picked up my first novel and finished it in a day. I'm not kidding. It was the first non-legal text I had read in 4 months. And it was the best. Most suitable for my PETS mood, soapy, entertaining and loads of swearing.

I was totally overloaded this semester. Logically, I did shit in a couple of questions. Other than that, my time management has improved. The interesting thing is that I was in an automatic mental blank after each exam. In a sense, it helped because it allowed me to move on without worrying about how I did. Yes, the bottom line is that I've passed. And cocky to say, I always do. So that is just shit. The real difference is in the marks. When they come out, I might need a pain killer.

Future strategy for now is to get a head start on next sem's projects - my own pathetic summer course aided by the generosity of strangers. I'm in turn handing out help to a few others. Just to keep the good energy flowing and make me not feel like a total freak.


Then there was this drama of exchanging study stuff, alert of condescending participants in the moot, not being able to get a holiday. The only sad vis-a-vis upbeat is kissing goodbye to my little loyal ibook. I'm getting a macbook pro for work now on an investment loss. 12-hour days, he'd better be strong. Beaucoup bad shit. I'm gonna make it fucking work.