The Joys of Honours

I tried to resist the temptation to whinge about honours but I'm facing a losing battle, so thought I would share my oh so Dawson's Creek-like angst....
WHY ME! Why am I such a machicist that I HAD to go and do another year of bloody education! I'm a freak of huge proportions!!! It so unfair, I wanna lie in bed til mid-afternoon, I wanna read all the books I can, I wanna watch TV and sit in the sun and laugh and hell, maybe even sleep occassionally! I DON'T wanna be driving in the "morning" if it is still dark, I don't want to feel like I'm having a massive panic attack because I think I've left something incubating too long, or watch the bags under my eyes grow larger and deeper - I'm 21 for pity's sake!

Ahm...ok, so that was my rant. The truth is right now I don't feel any of that, because I have what many people are looking for...it starts with L, that elusive thing people all over the world try to find for most of their adult lives....you all know what it is.....







That's right I have LOTS of results!

oh...you weren't expecting that, well, what do most people go through their lives expecting?...I wouldn't know, because hey I DON'T HAVE A LIFE!!!!! I HAVE HONOURS....BLOODY HONOURS!
AHM...that rant was what I'm feeling - have been feeling since year 12.
Ok, so I really don't know what the point of this post was, but I suppose it will suffice - for now *evil laugh*...
So here endeth yet another episode of the insane ramblings of an insane rambler....