Non cogito ergo spam

Actually it's more along the lines of 'I don't want to think, therefore I spam' but that would require an actual knowledge of Latin and all I have to work with is half a year of medical terminology (take some Latin, throw in some Greek and stir in a bit of ignorance of grammatical rules) and three years of Spanish in school.

And this whole paragraph tells all that needs to be said about my state of mind. But I didn't feel like another minor mental breakdown ("AHHHH another exam") so I have to work with 'manic'.

I went and did something completely useless - I looked at all the pictures I have uploaded for some reason and found out that it's a strange collection.
To keep me from walking in small circles - and irritating the dog to no end - or biting my nails, I'll now spam my journal with some of them.

Since I don't want to be killed, I'll cut anything but this:

The rest contains pictures of graveyards, castration techniques, landscapes and road signs.
( Why? Because I shouldn't be allowed near cameras or scanners. )

And now it's time to meet my doom.

Bah!

And there goes my hope of one week of free time between the end of the exams and the start of the new semester.

At least I have the comfort of knowing that even if I weren't a lazy sod, it wouldn't have guaranteed a passing grade. Example A: Andrea, studies really hard, not only before exams, but the whole year. Gets best grades in all the exams. Today just barely scraped by. Example B: Cecile, studies not quite as hard as Andrea but still more than me. Failed today even more spectacularly than me.
And this attitude of not really letting anything get to me, didn't endear me to Prof. K. either.

Ok, now seven days for the parasites and then back to the bacteria.