oh please oh please why won't this end? soon, soon this will be over.
it will be printed, cut, bound, embossed, and looking all pretty in a big manila envelope and then i'll die on the crit day (because it'll get slagged off and i will be told how crap i am).
this time i've managed time a bit better than usual. i switch from slacker to nonstop worker instantly.
and i hope my housemate and her new 'boyfriend' aren't making out, i can hear everything and they've stopped talking. oh no, he's groaning. repeatedly.
okay i'm putting some music on.
lalala. hooray héroes del silencio.