Two things I love: Topshop and macaroni and cheese. Both of which have been instrumental to my procrastination in the past week or so. Topshop speaks for itselt. . . but this macaroni and cheese? Wow. This is no ordinary mac and queso. Oh no. This is quite literally the best food ever. I exagerate not. Ask me nicely, and I just might give you the recipe. It's truly lovely.
In other news, that exam that raped me didn't turn out quite as bad as I thought. I got a C in British terms, which I think is some sort of a B in US terms. So not bad. The disappointing news, however, is that I also got a C on the prior exam, which I thought I'd done much better on. So I am not sure whether to be relieved or disappointed. Ah well. . . what can you do?
I got pictures back from spring break today. They are of a shitty quality, which sucks. So I shall be jacking photos from my amigos and pretending I took them.
Good story. I'll tell it again sometime. . .
In other news, that exam that raped me didn't turn out quite as bad as I thought. I got a C in British terms, which I think is some sort of a B in US terms. So not bad. The disappointing news, however, is that I also got a C on the prior exam, which I thought I'd done much better on. So I am not sure whether to be relieved or disappointed. Ah well. . . what can you do?
I got pictures back from spring break today. They are of a shitty quality, which sucks. So I shall be jacking photos from my amigos and pretending I took them.
Good story. I'll tell it again sometime. . .