So one essay finish and handed in. I have DP for contract and I got 85% for numeracy. I might be in love with this day. Otherwise I apparently look spaced out. And since it was only when I wrote spaced out that I realised I'm not typing in Swedish. Perhaps I need sleep. Or food. Or sleep. Or food in bed. Oh I could do food in bed! This is why one should never break up while not having a replacement in mind. I need a replacement. Give me a replacement. With food. And excellent cleaning-skills. Or by the way. I'm rather happy. It's been a good day. Think I shall watch some Gossip Girl (yes I know, I'm stuck, it's embarrassing) and dream about food. Perhaps even master the art of telepathy, or whatever it is called. Haha. I'm over it. Need sleep. Desperately.
