wort wort wort!

A big weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Literature is finally over for me. For two whole years, I have suffered. Suffered from the poor teaching and poor backgrounding I received prior to those two years. I have suffered from lack of guidance and lack of motivation to do well, suffered from demoralising poor marks (fails and near fails not a mere 79% you fucking lit freaks). But now, I can finally bury the past, the torment, the rage, the anger, for English Literature has ended for me. Now I can pick up a book and actually enjoy it, think about it and form a response at my own will and not care about some evil bastard saying "NO! You are WRONG! Where's your evidence? Please explain??!?!"


WEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! Me so happy! If only I could say the same thing about economics. But that subject is what will let me become a merchant banker. Ooh Swiss Bank account, fancy.