Isn't it horrifying how food becomes your one and only comfort when it comes to studying for exams? I can't tell you how many times I've walked to the refrigerator, opened it, closed it, opened it again, taken out leftover ratatouille/apple juice/ a fossilized chocolate biscuit after five minutes of study. It's driving me mad!
And just once, I would like my parents to walk into my room while I'm knee-deep in lecture notes and studying, instead of when I'm watching season two of Grey's Anatomy. Once! Just one more week of this recurring nightmare, and hello holidays and Christmas and all that jazz :)
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