Well, Satan's mother now wears Prada. Granted, I owe my Auntie my soul / £275 for the new glasses, but hell, there's no glare and they actually look half decent. at this rate I'll be baysitting for free for her for the next five years. Ah well.
I actually made it to my exam on Monday...I did rather well methinks. Out of all the charcaters they could have forced us to write about, they choose the main characters. (King Lear / Larry) which typically no-one had prepared for since we were all set to get an obscure character of some sort.
I've another exam tomorr--eh...later today at 1:30pm. It's only General Studies however...so nothing too taxing. I'll snaffle a newspaper tomorrow morning and read it whilst I'm walking to the examination hall.
...and it may be something in the air at this time of year, but I've not gone a day without someone contacting me for the sole purpose of whining to me about someone else. We all like a good moan now and again...I know I do even...but still. I wouldn't keep the other person up until past midnight on a college-night just to vent.
