Why are your songs so sad?

Sing from a book you're reading in bed, and took to heart...

Ye gads. I am sleepy. But I must cleanse my life of all things contractual. 

And start gettin' international. 

And landy [???]

And familial. [no ideas now]

And spsy. 

OH DEAR GOD. 

Right. Ok. Yes. So.

Today was.. well it was alright I guess. I mean, I feel a similar way to it as I did to Roman last year, which was a low 2.ii. Civil got low, low, low.. Just like shorty. 

I know fo' shizzle that I buggered one question up rightly. And I had no time for the last one, so.. yeah.. 

I can tell what you've been thinking, staring at the stars on your ceiling... Thinking once there was a power that you were wielding.. and now I've hit the mark, staring at the dark.. and I cannot help but ignore the people staring at my scars.. 

Sigh. Right. I have wasted all of this time today. I have 4 days. And 3 subjects. That need at least 2 days each. Shall we do the maths?

3 x 2 ≠ 4

Need I question why I didn't work harder? Arrrgh. Every time! One day I will work adequately the first time round. Maybe next year, when I have no friends left. 

Ohhhh myyyy godddd. I am such an erratic mess during exams. Like, far worse than normal [which has been known to verge on pretty bad]. Seeing others in the same state makes me feel a tad better. But only a tad. It's probably a good thing I don't normally bring money/mobile with me. That would just end in MESS. Actual mess. As opposed to presumed. And OH GOD I DID NOT JUST MAKE THAT ALLUSION. 

Christ. Right. Read the brain mush book. Read the brilliant brain mush book. 

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I have also noticed, that post exam, I have an insatiable desire to talk. I don't know if it's the staying silent for 3 hours straight. Or the fact that I've had to think and write for that length of time, and don't quite know how to stop expressing myself, but I just want to talk. To anyone. I've sent way more random txt esys than I normally do. For no reason! It's like I become a version of one of my friends.. Shit, she doesn't have an acronym yet. Hmm. AFT. She can be AFT. AFT is one of these people who will just speak. It is oddly amazing. In that she just.. like.. vocalizes everything running through her head. 

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Hmm. That was interesting. I always enjoy the 'can i come over?' text followed swiftly by arrival. It saves me a free text. And y'know, normally ensures good company. I know which is of most value. 

I checked on my shirt. It's still not entirely dry. I probably haven't mentioned the shirt, as it was only... yesterday? hmm. yes. Let's go with that. Basically, I should never ever walk to exams which aren't my own. I get rained on. Prolifically. And what's more, I should never choose to wear flip flops when it is wet outside.. I guess it was ok on day 1 though. It was sunny then. THAT was fine. 

Rain made me look all drowned. And rather inexplicable as I walked past first years. 

Oh well. 

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I am sleepy. 

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Night. Whoever reads this. 

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Nobody knows you the way you know you... But I think I do... But I thought I knew... Yeah, I thought I knew..