Finnish girls do it better

Now that I think about it, those were the best exam weeks of my entire academic life.
I went up the wheel.
Dinner and a movie + roses, yes roses, they're pink/yellow, and I see one of them as I fall asleep, assuming that I sleep in my room.

Omg, I have a...girlfriend?

And it's FEBRUARY. It was the 8th of January, then I blinked, and it's semester 2, 2nd day of the 2nd month.

Omg, Valentine's day.

Fuck you, Hallmark.

Let's go, Biochemistry, to academia and its extracurricular activities, with our pirated textbooks and G-Tec C4 0.4mm pens.

Swinging Manchester

From my teacher crush, on Facebook.

Rosel & --------, Thanks so much for the black sheep soap & the card. It was great to get to know both of you this semester. ---------, I'll be in touch about poems. Rosel, I want to hear all about swinging Manchester. In the words of Borat, I like you!

Someone died from joy this morning.

Manchester! not London!

It's funny how my mother tells people (specifically relatives in the Philippines) that I'm leaving for London.

Probably because Manchester is not as popular.

But I'm going to Manchester ! Manchester ! Whose football club beat the crap out of someonethis weekend ? Heh...

Yay!

Yay! I finished translating Alizée's "Mes Courants Electriques," so now I can finally move on to Psychédélices, then Najoua Belyzel.

o.O

Exam week. Please end now!

Charlie Horse

So my leg started to hurt this morning. It might have been due to my stepping on a storm sewer thing, but due to rage and adrenaline I felt nothing.

And now, while I'm typing, I've got a fucking HUGE charlie horse going on with my right leg. Oh god I can see the damn thing quiver every time I move the leg, and I need to reach the remote!

(I need to study)

Almost over

My life as a student in a shitty American University that is about to cut 21, yes, you read that correctly, 21 degrees along with ALL their offered courses, is about to come to a close.

My only regret is that I should've ended it with flying colors instead of the fuck-faced grades I'm gonna be spewing out.

predictions

French : B-

Orgo : C-

Intro neurosci : B-

Genetics : C+

Global Lit : A++++

So, that's pretty much shit. Bye GPA.

And if for some reason the Royaume Uni decides that I do not deserve a student visa, then I am fucking screwed.

Screwed I tell you, S-C-R-E-W-E-D.

Call from Manchester

I got the call this afternoon ! Wahoo !

Who's going to Manchester ?

Who's going to live in England for 3 years ?

Who's attending University of Manchester ?

Who's moving to Europe ?!!!

Uhuh, uhuh...that's right, yeah girl that's right.

Oh, who's going to be an American citizen soon ?

AND moving to Europe ?

Yeh mate, I get the best of both worlds...oh yes, yes, yes yes yes yes

I GO IN SEPTEMBER.

Sorry, I'm so incoherent.