mad mad rush

To complete tonnes of applications to kind (please!) airlines and tourism boards and stat boards and the like to give me some cash so that off we'll fly to the uk where we'll study in ancient castles bordered by green green grass near the bright lights and high street fashion of london, where we'll pour over thick books in the central library with gorgeous arched stained-glass windows not unlike harry and hermione, where we'll sip coffee al fresco opposite a french beau by the cobblestone paths winding uphill during summer vacation...

Okay not quite.

But it has been a mad mad rush, and will continue to be as more deadlines loom! But tonight we're going to mambo and tomorrow we're going to tan, blade and go for dance lessons ( : before we come back to continue those dreadful essays, that is. Oh, I just remembered I still have approximately 300 geography scripts to mark before school reopens on tuesday. Like, yay.

But work hard dear girl, so much is at stake here.

And not to mention, we are so damn bloody near.

On a side note, I've never had so many mosquito bites before.

Nette, you'll have to agree that I win hands down. Baah!