The One with the Exam

It's now 12 midnight and I'm still hard at work while the hubs is off to bed. What a killjoy.

Reminds me of the countless nights I've stayed up during my uni days to finish off an assignment or to study for the finals. Ah... I'm a-reliving and I'm not a-liking. 

Why did I ever say that I missed school? 300 pages to complete in a week is just... such fun. 

I first thought, "Just how hard could it be? It's only 300 pages." Now that the clickity-click of registration adrenalin has died down, I'm on the verge of pulling my hair out and screaming, "Are you fudging kiddin me?!"

Mug-athon  

I'd rather just plan the wedding.

In other news: I've just discovered that I can command C and command V on the Mac to copy and paste. To think I've been cursing it for not being smart like a normal laptop because the control button is utterly useless. Turns out the neighboring command function has been laughing it's key off at me.