Where all you can think of is the last 12 years of hell and how different your life could have been.

You can tell when a piece of work or exam preparation isn’t going well as you begin to think things like “working at Tesco wouldn’t be so bad…”

ARGHHHH I HATE EXAMS.

Don’t like you anymore.

Oh Tumblr, I feel I have been using you. I visit you only to look at cute pictures (preferably of dogs, but anything adorable will do) or of The L Word related media and have given very little back. For this, I am sorry. I will try to do better in future.

After just thanking my mum profusely for several minutes after she killed a spider that was lurking in my room, I decided it would be a good idea to research spider repellents and reviews people have written about them as although I have already tried a spray (does not work) I have heard vaguely positive things about the plug in electronic gadgets. I am now sincerely regretting this seemingly harmless activity, due to those utter tossers who think it’s a great idea to not leave reviews, oh no, but to leave truly spine tinglingly terrifying spider anecdotes. Just when I was looking for an answer to my problem, fellow arachnophobics are teaming up with actual arachnids in order to hinder the normal functioning of my life. Here I am, trying to go to bed in a calm and not at all paranoid manner, when all I can do is twitch about the room either thinking one is on me or that I definitely just saw another one lurking in that corner.

A particularly hideous story concerning a spider loitering under a woman’s pillow has now made it impossible for me to get into bed. Fantastic.