Last night I dreamt I got everything I wanted.
My essay was finished.
My exams were over. (Passed with flying colours, I might add).
I got that thing I applied for.
And I was backpacking from India to Korea.
Then I woke up.
And I found I wasn't too disappointed to find that I'd lost it all.
Maybe those 'achievements' weren't as precious because I hadn't felt the pain of working for them.
That realisation is so annoyingly philosophical I would have hit whoever told me that (if it weren't coming from myself). Because I'm tired and I just really want to sleep in right now.
My brain's a little fuzzy but I think what I'm saying is, it's just 11 days till the end of my uni career, so I'm gonna work bloody hard.
Be right back.
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omgosh... 3 days left for you! :) YOU'RE ALMOST THERE!!!
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