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molloy is such a fucking screwball. i went to go to supposted study and she goes and says she's tired or something so she's going home and its not on. thats okay, i mean, i'm going to fail my exam, but as long she's not tired. note the sarcasm. she wont be the one who's tired tomorrow however, me, and some other crazy people are getting the 7 o'clock train to school. me, the person who barely ever make thew 8.30 train. molloy said she'll definetley be there at 7.30, and if she's not i will actually fucking strangle her. she keeps telling us to all calm down and relax. HOW THE HELL CAN I CALM DOWN WHEN I'VE GOT MY FINAL EXAM AND I SERIOUSLY DONT HAVE A CLUE WHAT IM SUPPOSED TO DO. i think there's 4 of us going in at 7. me, amy, amy and lindsay carstairs. the three of them are doing expressive so she'll help them more than me. fuck me by the way, i dont know why i let myself get so worked up over the subject i hate the most. i really don't. tomorrow is not going to be fun at all. we'll all arrive at like at 7.30 and she'll arrive at 9 or something and be like oh i forgot and laugh and crap. she really better be there or there is seriously no point in me even going in tomorrow. no point at all. i'd be better just jumping of the balcony and dying tomorrow instead of sitting this stupid exam. i fucking hate art.
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molloy is such a fucking screwball. i went to go to supposted study and she goes and says she's tired or something so she's going home and its not on. thats okay, i mean, i'm going to fail my exam, but as long she's not tired. note the sarcasm. she wont be the one who's tired tomorrow however, me, and some other crazy people are getting the 7 o'clock train to school. me, the person who barely ever make thew 8.30 train. molloy said she'll definetley be there at 7.30, and if she's not i will actually fucking strangle her. she keeps telling us to all calm down and relax. HOW THE HELL CAN I CALM DOWN WHEN I'VE GOT MY FINAL EXAM AND I SERIOUSLY DONT HAVE A CLUE WHAT IM SUPPOSED TO DO. i think there's 4 of us going in at 7. me, amy, amy and lindsay carstairs. the three of them are doing expressive so she'll help them more than me. fuck me by the way, i dont know why i let myself get so worked up over the subject i hate the most. i really don't. tomorrow is not going to be fun at all. we'll all arrive at like at 7.30 and she'll arrive at 9 or something and be like oh i forgot and laugh and crap. she really better be there or there is seriously no point in me even going in tomorrow. no point at all. i'd be better just jumping of the balcony and dying tomorrow instead of sitting this stupid exam. i fucking hate art.
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