Going to braid my hair and then go the gym. Before my essay crisis started, I could easily do a 5k under 25 minutes and now I merely step onto the treadmill and start heaving like death is knocking on my lungs like an impatient and bad-tempered child. Erm, look for ice cream in the freezer, all you are going to find in here is Lady Oxygen and Lord Carbon Dioxide having a very heated argument. Eye roll. Also, I heard back about the interview today. The interviewer said they'd be in touch in a few weeks' time and then I casually find the email in my inbox not three days later. Not that I am complaining. All right, enough rambling.