Hrm. I sang a lot today. Well, more than usual. And sorta more intensely than usual. And I practised French oral twice today. And babbled a lot in French with Jess, thus practising some more. And I'm sorta tired, and managed to ward of random sickness which attacked me in methods this morning.
And now my voice is screwed up. It should go away soon. It usually does. The screwed-up-ness, not my voice. Mrm.
Yeah. Maths to be done. My eyeballs hurt.