*546 - pls pls pls

Stormed out of class today in a fit of emo-ness and sluggishly wandered amongst the trees in the arts quad for half an hour or so before returning back to my seat, hence missing everything that went on in class and totally unable to pick up from where I left off. Ironically, the emo-ness wore off soon enough, and I spent the next hour or so after class sitting under said trees in arts quad, relishing the fact that I didn't have a coat on and was only shivering mildly, with prelim notes I hadn't studied on my lap and sunshine beside me. That was, by far, the highlight of my dismal week. (It's only Tuesday, but it feels like it's been a week, or two, or many.)

The penultimate prelim is over (and it involved a funny story about 80 Hotelies marching across the campus in search of an exam venue because we were locked out). A nasty stack of homework awaits me, then one more prelim, then this week will be over. Thank God.