literature papers are over. no more tearing my hair out over romeo & juliet, chrysalids or the unseen. it's been a brilliant two years with my favourite subject and i would like to present a toast to english literature, and every story/prose/poem to have ever been written. much appreciation for the expressive art of language.

on a side note, partial freedom is as heavenly as the sizzling ice cream caramel brownie and the ambrosial manhattan spread i had for lunch today. i am not about to let anything ruin this temporary bliss. i am also itching out of my pants to go all out and hardcore maple all day and night seriously this feeling is so intense i don't know how much longer i can contain it


okay off to indulge in some superhero action past time good bye