It’s my fault. It’s completely and totally my fault, I acknowledge that. I had a week to revise and I chose to wait until two days before the exam to begin revision. BEGIN. I’ve read through 6 out of 14 required readings, but I’m only making notes now and I’m not even gonna have time to really study and memorize what I’ve written so far, so IDEK what the point is. I still have 8 more to go, the really long ones I left til last, and even if I finish them all today (ha! Talk about unlikely), I’m only going to have one day to actually try and cram.
*headdeskwallfloor* Why. Why do I DO this to myself? I had the weekend at least, I told myself I’d start then and I didn’t. Even if I’d started on Sunday, I’d be in a much better position atm. But no.
I really hate myself. If I fail this, which is looking likely, IDEK what my parents are going to do. It won’t be pretty, it’ll make me totally miserable and I could’ve avoided all that, but I had to screw my chances, didn’t I?
You think I’d get tired of being such a fuck-up, but I guess not. I do it so well, too.
If anyone's inclined towards the tough love approach, please don't? I'm already mired in self-loathing, that's enough.
ETA. Um...also, I just added a whole bunch of people. Sorry this is the first entry you get to see. Lovely introduction. *eyeroll* Feel free to skip on by, ack.
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On a happier note: I just read this poem that
cinnamonxsweet posted in my thread at Hogsmeade:
Oh look at you there, you cunning sly Snake!
It's easy to see you prefer good ol' Snape.
The gifs on your wall fill me with delight,
I see no reason for a Gryff-Slyther fight.
Keep rockin' like Watson, keep rollin' half-Puff,
Anyone who knows you knows this Slytherin's tough.
Your charming and friendly and full of quick wit,
It's not hard to see why Snake is your fit.
How cool is that?! <333 It makes me smile. ^_^
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Vidspam: I love this. I seriously am in love with this music, I can't even. GUH. It's all moody and wistful and then BAM! Powerful and grabs you and doesn't let go and it's just amazing. I wish I could play the piano. Seriously, if someone could play music like this for me, I would marry them and make them play for me every day. (in high school, I made my friend, Jess, play Pachelbel's Canon for me every time we had Music for the whole term)
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