  Guess why I'm here. To gloat about how many chapters of Biology and SS I've gone through so far.
Nope. To cry. Nope. To talk about another in a long, long line of Dubya gaffes. No. So here I am, watery eyed, aching all over, and those fucking insects flying all over my desk and occasionally, into my mug of tea. Don't blame me for not caring. I do, I guess. It just wouldn't make a difference if I tried.
Maybe it's because I'm stupid, but more because in the end something's going to give. Like impossibly strict marking is going to kick our prelim L1R5 to fucking hell. I have to go pore through my Bio again. The night gives me much courage... whether it is a difficult tin of curry or Biology. Hopefully, things will turn out right. 
