I just finished my third year of university- I’m done for good. It still hasn’t really sunk in yet. What I’ve been looking forward to most of all over these last few months is having the time to read books that aren’t just related to my dissertation.. but when it came to it I didn’t really know where to start. At the recommendation of my boyfriend, I’m currently reading Misery. Stephen King is comfortable territory, and I guess it’s good to start out somewhere easy. Enjoying it so far, despite the near-constant mention of broken bones (my biggest fear)…

p.s. I am physically unable to take a good picture, so I pulled a face. blaahh