i thought an intervention would seem appropriate after spending the past five days of fresh liberation with an imminent weight in my chest.

having gotten the LNATs over and done with, i seem to have granted myself the permission to indulge in the unfortunate wait. symptoms of this wait encompass the periodical (every 5-10 minutes) refreshing of my email in hopes of enlightenment of an offer from durham???












UCL/KCL???









or c'mon at least birmingham gotta give (no pics for lack of 1800s aesthetic -- can't beat warwick though, nonetheless thanks for the conditional)


highly dreaded symptom no. 2 includes the lack of desire to reply anybody or communicate via smartphone in general which has been mildly inconvenient given my warrior cats (book series) bedridden situation. would attribute this to the fact that every time i pick up my phone i am redirected back to my gmail obsession.

on a more self-helpful note, life for the following 6-months that is my new job at mbs ensues on the 28th, leaving me to milk as much of a self-defined break from this last week of actual holiday, cue fairylights... xmas parties