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Saturday, 8 September 2012
just something. posted at 23:45
First week of exams down and I wanted to write something. Just doing exam after exam, going home with the intent of either sleeping or eating (studying at the back of your mind) and having your emotions run on a continuing parabolic trajectory, startling like a rocket. At least that's what I feel anyway. Time has no sympathy and everything feels surreal. One more day left for English Extension and Visual Arts, which will be the hardest but also the day I'm looking most forward to. I've practically stacked everything on my to-watch list by my bedside and my books are gathered. I'd like Tuesday to go well so I don't have to spend the afternoon stewing in self-pity and guilt when I could be doing something liberating like throwing a bonfire to destroy my Maths notes. You know, the norm. Everything's gone nicely so far, I think. I hope. (well duh, excluding Maths) But I'm in such a holidaying mood, spending my days on 8tracks, listening to nostalgic, summery playlists. Drifting in the warm weather. Holidays, could you please just come already because I'm tired of waiting. I've got that summertime, summertime sadness. Shrooms. |
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