I totally scored that cucumber roll today, regardless of the mildly lukewarm reception received by my suggestion of post-exam sushi. I was insistent. I was enticing. I was victorious. We went for sushi, and I endured all the kappa-maki-isn’t-real-sushi remarks from Kony and kompany, and it was so good.

Midterms are now over for a whole two weeks, almost, which feels like a break until I start thinking about all the reading I need to catch up on that I’ve neglected since midterms started three weeks ago. I’m not even just talking academically: you should see my inbox. Or maybe you shouldn’t. In fact, I’m not sure anyone should see my inbox right now.

But I mean, like, cucumber roll.