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I'm feeling irritable.

It doesn't help that people think I'm freaking free when in fact, I spend most of my time not at home.

It doesn't help that people think university students don't need to make much of an effort at good grades, presumably after they see a few students who are so blinking smart, they don't need to study to score straight A's.

It doesn't help that exams are in two weeks' time. Two weeks. One fortnight. Fourteen days. FOURTEEN FREAKING DAYS!

It doesn't help that I have many many chapters of revision to go before I even feel a teeny bit prepared.

It doesn't help that semester 1 just whizzed past like that.

ARGH.

Sorry, I wasn't supposed to be ranting. Hahah.

Yesterday I discovered that my dialect skills ain't too bad, 'cause I could carry on a conversation with an old lady for two hours. Granted, we weren't talking about current affairs/the deteriorating economy/the US elections/big big issues, so my simplistic vocab was enough. Thank goodness. House-visit-cum-interaction-s get awkward when it's just silence.

Oh, on a brighter note, even though it's two weeks to exams, it's three weeks to the holidays! Four weeks to the advent concert! Five weeks to caroling!

Um... whee!

Now I have to watch the webcast for the econs lecture I missed two weeks ago. Crap, it's severely overdue.