So, I am here again. Mid-afternoon madness in the library once again. Handed in a skeleton argument the size of the amazon today. Crazily decided to stay in the library and ‘revise’ for my upcoming exams
Bad Idea.
I ended up spending an hour and a half running around west London looking for a suitable place to get some food. Finally found a place, got undercharged for a small banquet (IDEAL) and then decided to photocopy some more and just waste time.
Gone are the concerns with “why i am here?” and “what am I going to do?”. I now find myself asking WHAT AM I HERE FOR?? I am basically descending rapidly into this legal asylum where I see the world with a rosy hue and judges may end up resembling teddy bears or unicorns (in the style of robot unicorn attack). When I am not considering getting a straight jacket made at Ede and Ravenscroft, I am giggling hysterically at the randomness of my life or polluting facebook with my countless posts (of which this, will be one).
The best way to describe my mood is this: Have you ever had a day where you know you have things to do - but end up googling your name? THATS WHAT I HAVE DONE (though google is one of MANY search engines that have had my name typed into them…). Seriously, I am about 30 minutes away from photocopying my face.
