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I have got trashed every night since thursday. I feel a big knackered now. Can't decide if I have a hangover or it's always like this.
Last night was the last international student party, on the shore of lake Geneva. I don't think I'll ever live in such a fun period again.
Been packing all day. Found my harmonica I thought I'd lost at the beginning, which was quite exciting.
I have a cheeky exam tomorrow, but I really can't be bothered to revise for it.
'Out of time' is one of my favourite songs in the world. Kinda apt for my last day here.