I've gone and caught a rotten cold from somewhere so am clutching a hot lemon and honey, waiting for the decongestants to kick in.
My head feels like a football stuffed with lava and cotton wool.
Throat feels like there's an angry cat trying to claw its way out in there.
Who knows, I might even die.

Sure I won't really but this could really put a stopper on my revision progress, I've done lots today and feel quite proud of myself; 15.5 days until my first exam, 33 until my last. It's going to be a hell of a month, and not in a good way.

I know I haven't been remotely active here lately so might as well make my "hiatus" official on here. I'll probably end up crawling back to fave something but otherwise, I'll see you in late June.

Peace.