I am back, upon request!

Nothing much on this end, really, just been having my exams and been studying for them like crazy, starving myself because I just can't be arsed to cook a proper meal (well that's changed for a few days now thank goodness).

Other than that life has been pretty dull, I suppose.

Oh, wait.
Minus the tort exam anyway. I thought I lost my student ID so I had to run back home to look for it, panicked because I thought I was going to miss my exam and all that, ran back to the bus stop to catch the bus. One or two buses abandoned me, OF COURSE they would, seeing a stressed out little Asian girl in a (my bad) long maxi dress running her head off. So I stood there abusing myself mentally and emotionally, and then my angel Suhaib Ibrahim appears out of nowhere cool as a flipping cucumber. My heart stopped, and then everything seemed logical again. It is GREAT knowing that you won't be the only one who'll possibly be late.

So I sat for the exam without my ID, and they stuck a sticker on my paper saying "CANDIDATE IDENTITY NOT CONFIRMED". I felt SO rejected, but I continued my examination nonetheless, and I did pretty alright, considering I could not write my name properly after all the running and panicking, shaking hands and knees and everything.

Then I get home and turn my room inside-out, and I find my student ID in my bag. The bag I took for the exam.


I know, I'm the biggest idiot around (following my previous wrong-airport incident, that is).

But life isn't exciting without these stressful moments, don't you think?



The weekend after that was fantastic. It was like tonnes had been taken off my shoulders, and I had a really special visitor up to make things happy again. Needless to say I ate very well that weekend, and lazed around, playing Bejewelled at every given opportunity. :D

Jurisprudence was "OKAY lah". Not the best paper, but I managed it! After that it was PURE relief though, plenty of walking around town because buses weren't running because of the Manchester City parade because of their FA Cup win. ANNOYING.



So.. one more to go!
Land law.
Marcus Senior don't love me no more, I tell you. There's just so.much.shit.to.do!


And oh, the hormones came to visit. I have been crying SO SO MUCH.
Oh and been having loads of intelligent conversations with an old friend, which have been nothing short of painfully entertaining!



Life's pretty good to not enjoy it at the moment. <3