Submitting draft two of the eternal torture PW report and getting slammed in return after a relatively safe draft one was interesting. Having to read through the slamming, on the other hand, felt a bit like grinning smugly about not having wedgies and NS and only realizing after 13 years that at least guys didn't need to suffer pain somewhere between the legs on a monthly basis if they kept their mouths shut, and that somewhere amidst all those gender equality things we're supposed to carry 2.4 little parasites within us for 9 months before they tear their way out kicking and screaming away just so that we can add to the world gdp, as though china and india aren't doing a good enough job for us already.

And fortunately for my sanity (and not very fortunately for anything else), I haven't even started on exam revision. Today's little...party in the library left me convinced that somewhere along the road I should have taken history instead of KI so I could at least blame the grades on not taking chicken essence or something. Why people STILL argue a moot point on moral subjectivity is beyond me, when their basic reason of having to respect other's views is an objective moral claim in itself. Maybe I'll go mad halfway during the paper, tear my hair out, and finish my essay in one line:

'morality is not making students write bloody essays, damnit.'

And then they can send me to woodbridge where I can spend the rest of my life in peace amidst white fluffy pillows. It's starting to sound oddly appealing. Everything beats two lit essays, one IS and promos right now.

(Of course one year down the road and I'll be begging for promos to come back, which coincides with Einstein's theory of relativity which says something about a rolling ball being completely still from the ball's point of view. We have to push belbel down a ramp someday to find out if that's true. Therefore while hell looks pretty comfy from where we're standing, we'll pretty much think the reverse if we're down there and looking at our neighbour, who just happens to be moley.)

Meanwhile I should be going off on a haitus until either 1) I can practice effective time management or 2) promos are over. Neither of which look very likely from my current state. *weeps*