okay, i haven't studied one ounce of geography, don't know fuck about world continents, map reading or pollution, it is 11.34pm and i'm positive of failure. maybe i'll pass, but i equate failure with anything less than an A, which is surely not coming my way.

why do i procrastinate like this? why do i not have any motivation, WHY AM I BLOGGING NOW, bumming out to electric light orchestra and staring blindly at a stack of math papers i organised but HAVENT ACTUALLY READ!!!!

maybe I actually will somehow miraculously do well, what with my amazing talent for completely bullshitting during exams, EXHIBIT A, THE HISTORY SA1. but somehow, I GET THE FEELING THAT I WON'T BE SO LUCKY NOW.

my eye itches.

why do a walk to remember and liar liar come on, just as i plan to study, huh? as if i'm not weak enough, i need to be thrown these movies? WHICH I AM A GODDAMN SUCKER FOR?

WHAT THE MOTHERFUCK IS MY PROBLEM?????? SERIOUSLY!!!!!! great, i now have one of those stress stomachaches, which come along so often i have to pop around three aleve pills a day, which makes me look like a fucking drug addict.

go screw myself? oh i did that already.

well, be happy, A, K, A and F's of the world, because you can just go snatch away my class position and be happy about it.


by the way? MY BLOGSKIN IS SO IRRITATING, I CAN'T FOR THE LIFE OF ME WAIT TO CHANGE IT.