STUDY MOAR.
[mood|
bored out of my mind ]
[music| some song. I don't remember its name ]
So I've just studied an entire day for the most boring subject ever. And now I've decided that nobody is ever going to look at my graduation diploma ever again, and that good marks are purely for myself. I'm just trying to make myself believe that I don't care that much about my mark in the most boring subject ever. Especially since that mark will be only part of my practical mark and I'm not getting an A on that anyway.
In conclusion: MOST BORING DAY OF MY LIFE.
On Tuesday five years worth of accountancy was scraped out of my brain over the course of five hours. Not all that pleasant (though it could have been worse)
Tomorrow is going to be a long day. Exam on the most boring subject ever, then constructing and cutting the pattern for my practical exam until, TEN PM (at least that's what our teacher threatened us with), then choir and pub and waiting for the car to be available and then off to Salzburg, where I will dance until four. And then I will die of exhaustion. But not for long, I need to STUDY MOAR.
(But I have my towel, everything will be alright.)
bored out of my mind ]
[music| some song. I don't remember its name ]
So I've just studied an entire day for the most boring subject ever. And now I've decided that nobody is ever going to look at my graduation diploma ever again, and that good marks are purely for myself. I'm just trying to make myself believe that I don't care that much about my mark in the most boring subject ever. Especially since that mark will be only part of my practical mark and I'm not getting an A on that anyway.
In conclusion: MOST BORING DAY OF MY LIFE.
On Tuesday five years worth of accountancy was scraped out of my brain over the course of five hours. Not all that pleasant (though it could have been worse)
Tomorrow is going to be a long day. Exam on the most boring subject ever, then constructing and cutting the pattern for my practical exam until, TEN PM (at least that's what our teacher threatened us with), then choir and pub and waiting for the car to be available and then off to Salzburg, where I will dance until four. And then I will die of exhaustion. But not for long, I need to STUDY MOAR.
(But I have my towel, everything will be alright.)