In light of being full of a cold, I retract the previous statement.
I'll live a life worth writing about next week.
This week, I'll stay in bed, wrapped up in a blanket, drinking hot chocolate, watching endless Fresh Prince reruns.
LOL JK.
87 days left of Uni. Ain't nobody got time for being ill. Time is irrelevant, s'always Coursework O'clock for me.
However, it is Pancake Day! Am I having pancakes? YES.
No, actually. I'm having pictures of pancakes. Sent to me by my Mum, from back home with my brother, while I sit here with my cupasoup. I can assure you, it's really really not the same.
Sad face. Lonely ill sad face. Lonely ill sad unpancake-filled sad face.
Whatever, I don't even like pancakes anyway. At all. Ever. Stupid tasty pancakes.
