like licorice mice

i'm rather sorry about the dearth of posts on this blog, but trying to squeeze in time to blog between the mad mugging rush before the papers is starting to be as difficult as getting a 1 ton elephant into pink tights. there's a lot of stuff to talk about actually, with all the brouhaha that's been happening on our sunny little island, but i'll get to that once i'm over this daze and when i've retrieved my eyeballs that i've apparently lost in the mountain of notes.

i've also learnt what true pleasure is; it's being able to pee after a 3hr history paper.

pure bliss i tell you.