Catching up

So, the last month has been chaos. I had a bad patch which wasn't helped by everything going on.
To get you updated:

I'm going to study linguistics from this fall and onwards, getting a master's degree. That is if I get in, which I'm very much hoping.

A close friend of the family has been really, really ill and is only just starting to recover. I *think* the immediate crisis is over. At least I hope so, the past two weeks have been fucking horrible. Jumping every time the phone rings, worrying when it doesn't ring... If you have any well-wishes to spare, please send them to Sweden.

I'm no longer red-haired, but a sort of brownish with blond highlights. Not too bad at all. Although I still don't like the friggin' fringe she gave me.

I saw the series finale of Dawson's Creek, and yes, I know I'm behind. The show used to be one of my guilty pleasures when it was on, but I think it finished over here while I was still in London and so I never saw the last season.
Damn, but it was sad. I like Jen. Pacey was as cute as ever. And Joey did end up with the guy I knew she was meant for.

"Say Goodnight, Not Goodbye" is totally my favourite song of the moment.

Melanie and I are booked for Barcelona this summer as well; we even got the same apartment as last year (yay!). And we've sworn that we will take studies less seriously this year, and instead make more time for partying. I like our plan.

The home exam is already taking its toll... I started dreaming about it three days before it was even handed out - well, actually that is a story in itself. I was watching Bare the night before, and suddenly I'm dreaming that our exam consists of writing a five page paper on what it means to be gay. How my mind managed to make that connection, I don't know...

Anyway, it's no better now. I keep dreaming that my computer shuts down and that all I've written suddenly is lost.
So far I've finished three questions, with two to go. And they are the massive ones - eight pages together. And the worst thing is that one of them isn't even a question. It basically just says we are to show that we've understood the social psychology by analysing a text and in some unexplicable way apply all that we've learned on it.

Six weeks left until our next work experience period and I'm already dreading it. I'm dreaming about that, too.
Thank god I'm dropping out.