The damn essay makes me wanna die.

This is depressing. Just when I thought that I was nicely halfway through the damn essay, I realise that I’ve been mostly out of point. Going through it all over again now. So frustrating.

Also, I started listening to The Pretty Reckless today. Looking at their raccoon lookalike lead singer and at the things she says sometimes, you’d never have guessed that their music is actually pretty alright.

Now, back to the damn essay. WHERE DO I GO FOR 3000 WORDS?

Run Rabbit Run

Hello! I haven’t logged in for so long that my address bar doesn’t even recognise my blog address now. Sad!

It’s my birthday next Saturday. I’m going to be 22. It’s just going to be more annoyance and responsibilities and I’m tired just thinking about the future. I’m going to have to celebrate my birthday alone, because as you know, I don’t have friends, and although it can be quite sad sometimes, I’m just not bothered enough, I guess.

I am so over the assignments man. I’m halfway (well not really halfway, 1000 out of 3000 words done) through my Politics essay, and then I still have to do my History essay, and then get through 3 exams. And then I can go home.

I’m psyched to go home now, but I know that once I’m home, I’ll be complaining about the weather, about how everyone is invading my space, and about my lack of freedom. I think I’ve gotten so used to living alone and having so much of personal space and freedom that every time I go back for the holidays, I just can’t seem to adjust back to how life used to be, living with family that is. I love them, but living with family can be such a pain sometimes. This is going to be so difficult when I graduate. Not even kidding.