I'm struggling with a major chapter of my final essay, and it's driving me up the wall. I just can't seem to get it right. My brain is mush. I'm good at creative writing, but this? This is pure hell. I hate analysing and quoting and sourcing and ugh.
The washing machine in our boarding house broke down yesterday, so I have to take all my stuff home, plus my class is going to Montreux for a week so I have to pack double (oh no of course it's not inconvenient what are you talking about)...
On the bright side, I got back a good math grade for once and GC is coming with me to Basel, so yay! Also Mum is buying me loads of mango pulp, which is awesome.
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