Dec 12, 2007 04:09
It's 4:09 am. I have been studying for 12 hours with a break for a shower, for dinner, and a couple of ten minute breaks between essays and history chapters.
...Still not done.
Granted, I could be done, but I'm quite intent on getting a good grade on my finals.
I wrote the English final on Harry Potter. Harry Fucking Potter. Quoted Dumblegay. I pray I don't forget it by tomorrow, or I may break down and weep and wail in ways that completely neglect proper social etiquette.
I'm using excess word right now, and I am paying unnecessary attention to my grammar as well. Fuck. FUUUUUUUUUUUCK. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. Fuck. Fuck. Fucking fuck fuck fuck fuck.
When tomorrow is over with, I will be overjoyed to an extent that I can assure you will be most unhealthy.
But now? Sleep. Sweet, sweet sleep.
many essays,
fuuuuuuuck,
grammar is becoming my sworn enemy,
take me away magical myster tour (as you,
strawberry fucking feilds forever