I have never felt quite so relieved over such small things in my whole life. The giddy feeling of shit, that was lucky, is like some sort of enormous wave over every day of the past couple of weeks. Think it’s a strange mixture of thank god we survived that term, thank god for sleeping (without a club or bins below), thank god I made sensible romantic decisions (for once) and thank GOD biological anthropology exams are usually really late.
As the calm settles though, I realise I have run out of tea. TRAGEDY. No, but really, this is freaking AWESOME, if life is really like this (I know I will have to get a job though at some point) then home-chilling is WHERE IT IS AT. Though I do feel suspiciously like half of my brain cells have died from lack of activity, this is an oddly pleasant feeling as I have stopped worrying about many things I used to. Freeeeeeeeee. And slightly dim. But happy:) It won”t last though, and it would lose it’s appeal if it did I think, so off I go back to uni to enter a maze of crazy and everything will start go go go-ing again until I am back from dissertation-ing in Tanzania and can sleep merrily like a sloth again. Sloth time awaits!@1 week ago