10pm on Saturday.

It's 10pm on a Saturday and I'm sitting at home on the computor. I hate my fucking boreing do nohing usless stay at home life. I hardly ever have anything to do on Saturday night but sit on my ars. Green Day, that's what I need. *selects track and turns up the volume*. @ least I'll have something to do on the night of there show. I'll be there! Now I'm thinking possative. Mood swings, you gotta love 'em sometimes. Anyway, exam results. I got A for chemestry, A for Biology, B+ for English, A for maths, (swear swear), B+ for VisComm, and B for Ceramics. The ceramics exam was hard. I'm happy with Bio and Chem, even though I made a couple of stupid mistakes in Bio that were the difference bettween an A and an A+. (I KNOW what chemical digestion is, why the FUCK did I get that wrong.) I'm fucking thrilled with English, I NEVER do well on English exams. Maths was dissapointing but I'll get over it. We'll all get over it. These exams arn't like the ones that we'll be sitting in 2 years that will follow us around like a little puppy forever. Or so our teachers would have us believe. What the hell am I going to do with my life? Maybe I should go into pharmacy. Or resurch. Or maybe something that wouldn't leave me sitting alone on Saturday night. Sigh.
*Nice guys finnish last/ when you run out of gas/*
At least there will always be music.

Study hall.

There is a place where people go, with exams around the corner but not at present. In that place some people despirately poor through notes, some poeple muck about, some people play solitare and inbark on private projects, some just talk, some do practice tests or talk to there teachers, and others, the most foolish ones, go blogging. The dammed call this place study hall, curse it's vial name. The stink of studying and not studying students is thick in the air, and the sun shines seldom. Actually, I lie, the sun is just as brite here as it is anywhere ellse. And I can't actually smell anything. But the metaphore remains! Most of the people in this room are wearing headphones, locked up in there own little musical world. I know I am. I'm listening right now to a playlist made of the Red Hot Chilly Peppers and NIRVANA. They work together supriseingly well. Two old reliables. I had three exams yesterday. Chemestry first, English middle and Biology last. The only thing I know about the chemestry exam is that I had enough time after I finnished to draw a cartoon on the back. I also know that my teacher really like the cartoon and photocopyed it and gave one to all the science teachers that share her staffroom. I'm hopeing to get bonus marks for that. I can't remember a word I wrote on my English exam. I didn't get time to finnish. Bad sign. For the Biology one, I don't like to use the fraze "dead easy" to describe an exam I haven't got the results for. I could still have failed it. still, finnishing a 90 min exam with 45 minutes to spare can't be bad. I've still got three to go so, SHIT. Still, what can you do. That's probebly enough.

Exams!!!!!!!!!!!

That's right, exams. You know, eams? The things that come around twice a year and makes everyone run around like chooks with there heads cut off? Surely you know exams. Right now I know a lot about them. Mostly, I know that I have six.5 over the next week. English, Chemestry and Bioliogy on Wendsday, Ceramics on Friday, and VixComm, and two Mathses on Monday. I'm not ready for any of them. Except maybe VisComm. VisComm exams don't tend to be that hard. The Ceranics one is 'spossed to be really hard, it has art annalises in it. Art annalises is hard. But I can do it so I should be okay. Hopefully. ARRRGGHHHHHH. Help! Some of those exam study subliminal messages would be good right about now. The really bad part is, with the Maths exams, One of them has to be done WITHOUT a calculator. I am incapable of doing Maths without a calculator. I don' know my times tables, and I can't add. I'm pathetic in Maths, I average an A+ but I can't do 14 + 7 in my head. No... wait... it's 21. I think. How long did that take me? I'm in trouble.