It’s 3pm, time for bed.
All I’ve get stopping from a month of holidays is one exam next Thursday. Unfortunately, it’s not a free-for-all gamecube-playing catch-up on-sleep holiday. I’m supposed to use the time to get a large proportion of my thesis done. At least that’s what my supervisors say. HAHAAHHAHAHA! And Tom thinks I’m going to write Buffy reviews when I have Enter the Matrix. Suckers. I will beat an agent. I am the one. Niobe is an anagram of one and IB. My mind just needs a bit more freeing. Anyway, I’d better get back to my ‘study’ now.
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