...and never mind the fact that we technically still have two exams to go, most likely more difficult than the first. My friends and I all still came to the conclusion that the two-hour exam we took yesterday warranted ohh, about five hours of post-stress boozing up at the Union. I've come to find that as stress levels increase, so does the probability of being unable to say no to £1 pints.
Speaking of £1 pints...I'm probably going to have to lay off them if I want to continue to fit in my dress that I bought for our end of the year ball! It arrived today, and the best news is that I won't have to quit eating for the next three weeks. (Food -- why do you have to be so good?) It fits perfectly, so that's good news...no more looking around and worrying about that. Now I've moved on to the hunt for shoes. I'm such a sucker for any occasion where I get to wear a nice cocktail dress and some pumps. Throw in the fact that we're going to be drinking with our professors and dancing the night away to American and U.K. pop hits and it just really can't get much better than that!
That's really all I have to report, London-wise. In other news - who watched the amazing hot mess that was 'The Real Housewives of New Jersey' last night??
Oh. My. Word.
If you haven't, I suggest you run, don't walk, to your nearest DVR and record the next airing to watch with your glass of wine or nightly pint of Ben & Jerry's (or both) tonight. You know, whichever is your poison. But seriously -- these bitches are CAR-AZAY. You will not regret this hour of your life. In fact, in may be the best hour of your week. Just sayin'.