Heh.

I'm still alive. More or less.
I got rid of my thesis.

I'm still basically freaking out if it's better than a D (it simply HAS to!), but no one notices because I'm always so... calm and serene and can't admit to anyone how batshit insane I am. And every time I talk about it I play it down myself. So, no need to wonder why no one notices anything, right?

Apart from that? I have to prepare for the exams.

And I'm depressed.

A perfect combination.

You know what, world? FUCK you.

[And next week there's a job interview and I'm scared I'm going to fuck it up. Argh.]

Right now? Nothing's okay.