Eight papers. Five down. Three more to go.
Counting days, hours, minutes and seconds.
Three days left before I'll see the real-world.
Fuckload this mind with whole bunch of theories.
Undoubtedly, asylum is the best place for mental illness.
Okay enough. Back to mug up. Student life sucks when it's on exam-season, but its getting more suck when you've got no money. Trust me.