House troubles over and Stabbity Death to my brain

It seems that I don't need to worry about moving into my parent's place after all. It seems that Prince street in Clayton was happily waiting for people to pop in and ask about the place, and they're quite happy to take me. So, after exam, I get to move to new place. The bedroom I'm intending to take, is huge.

In other news, my 3000-5000 word essay is still not in. I'm still barely at 2000 words. I'm not only rather embarrassed, but really pissed off at my brain, seeing as I can't seem to control it when it decides to start racing, and start racing on emotional subjects, which naturally just destroy any possible chance at concentration for a good hour or so. It's really quite amazing that I've managed to get this much done on my essay as it is. I suspect that the primary culprit is stress, but my brain is not helping right now.

I think the only reason I'm managing to get to sleep right now is that I'm so exhausted. It feels like my brain keeps racing right up until the moment I actually sleep.

Days until Counsellor's Appointment: 14