It's 3 am I must be lonely
Remember when Matchbox 20 was on the radio all the time, before Rob Thomas embarked on his one-hit-wonder solo career? I know he's married to a supermodel and all, but I just don't think he's pretty enough or talented enough to generate huge outpourings of sorrow if his career never goes past that song with the line "I don't wanna be lonely no more, I don't wanna have to pay for this" - I have no idea what the rest of the song is about, but that line just makes him sound like one of those creepy guys who goes to the Red Light District in Groningen instead of Amsterdam.
Yes, Groningen has its very own Red Light District. I see it whenever I ride my bike to the train station. It's small and creepy and while I haven't gone into it properly, I have to wonder if the ladies are doing well. I'm sure a window costs less to rent here than in Amsterdam.
Also, I can't quite get over the daytime hooker concept. You gotta give the girls in the windows at 10 am some extra credit. Even some afternoon delight seems more ... acceptable than a 9 am quickie with a complete stranger.
Anyway, I'm getting totally sidetracked. The point of my title wasn't Rob Thomas, or prostitution, but the fact that I am, once again, pulling an all-nighter. There's just something about school that makes me incapable of sleep when exams roll around. I was well prepared for my exam on Tuesday, and still couldn't sleep until 4:30 a.m. This time, I'm under-prepared (although looking at past exams takes some of the fear away), and so there will be no sleep tonight. Story of my life. Right now I thank god for the insomnia. I'm sure I'll be sleepy come 9:00, but since I'll be writing my exam at that time I'm counting on the adrenaline to kick in.
Right, 3:30. 4.5 hours of study time remaining until I hit the showers and gear up. Then 2 hours of feverish writing, a nap, and right back into studying. I hate back-to-back exams. I especially hate back-to-back closed-book exams. Hello, Netherlands? I know you've got a civil system and all, but that doesn't mean that your lawyers have to memorize the entire freaking BW (the Dutch civil code).
Here's to pass-fail.
Yes, Groningen has its very own Red Light District. I see it whenever I ride my bike to the train station. It's small and creepy and while I haven't gone into it properly, I have to wonder if the ladies are doing well. I'm sure a window costs less to rent here than in Amsterdam.
Also, I can't quite get over the daytime hooker concept. You gotta give the girls in the windows at 10 am some extra credit. Even some afternoon delight seems more ... acceptable than a 9 am quickie with a complete stranger.
Anyway, I'm getting totally sidetracked. The point of my title wasn't Rob Thomas, or prostitution, but the fact that I am, once again, pulling an all-nighter. There's just something about school that makes me incapable of sleep when exams roll around. I was well prepared for my exam on Tuesday, and still couldn't sleep until 4:30 a.m. This time, I'm under-prepared (although looking at past exams takes some of the fear away), and so there will be no sleep tonight. Story of my life. Right now I thank god for the insomnia. I'm sure I'll be sleepy come 9:00, but since I'll be writing my exam at that time I'm counting on the adrenaline to kick in.
Right, 3:30. 4.5 hours of study time remaining until I hit the showers and gear up. Then 2 hours of feverish writing, a nap, and right back into studying. I hate back-to-back exams. I especially hate back-to-back closed-book exams. Hello, Netherlands? I know you've got a civil system and all, but that doesn't mean that your lawyers have to memorize the entire freaking BW (the Dutch civil code).
Here's to pass-fail.