I just handed my last university assignment ever in. I remember the last time I thought that same thing, two years ago. LIES!

But I think this is my last one for real. Unless I do postgrad. But me, enjoying honours or masters? Or mustering up the strength to even force myself to do honours or masters? Can you really see that? Lol. Do I look ambitious to you? Please, my life reaches completion every time I put a cookie in my mouth or a cat meows at me or I spill glitter that I found stashed in that grey cabinet that likes to stand around and perve while we dance during hip hop class naked. Nah, we’re clothed.

Maybe I’ll be a whole different person in a few years. MY DAD REALLY WANTS ME TO DO POSTGRAD. HE WANTS ME TO STUDY FOR AS LONG AS I CAN. HE SAYS IT’S BECAUSE YOU’LL HAVE HIGHER JOB PROSPECTS BUT I ALSO THINK IT’S BECAUSE HE WANTS TO KEEP ME IN HIS HOUSE WHERE HE SAYS HE WILL PROTECT ME AS MUCH AS HE CAN. HE ALSO SAYS THAT IF I EVER LIE TO HIM HE WILL NEVER FORGIVE ME.

My gosh. Where did that come from? Time to workout ;)