I've been getting Sufficient Sleep(8 full hours baby! + a 16 hour "nap" 2 days ago), SPH sent me my cheque today(Work of the Barest Minimum with pretty decent payout), I've had 2 consecutive Good Hair Days, I am ONLY 105 DOLLARS AWAY FROM NOT OWING MYSELF MONEY and I get to lie on my bed and do nothing but listen to The Winner Takes It All by ABBA
on repeat for as long as I want without having to do Anything(This is my current favorite song. Kill me I’m retrosexual). Life is pretty peachy, I've been doing nothing but hang out, chillax, Meet For Tea and read scarily good children's books by Neil Gaiman(Genius, end of story) I have assorted plans to do Nothing and Go Out over the next few days, and on Monday, I'm going to tan at the beach with Bel(By that I mean she cowers under a straw hat and apply sunblock liberally and obsessively every 40 minutes.) and everything is going to be Alright, until Wednesday that is.

..And I'm also gonna flunk my prelims quite spectacularly.Seriously, Karma is going to bite me in the ass, and then who knows what. AHHHH STUDY DAMMIT. STUDY. And it's not like I actually dislike ANY of the subjects I take, I LOVE LOVE LOVE THEM ALL. Yes, even you Mathematics. (Seriously, if I hear another person say, "You've worked hard, you'll get what you deserve." or "Don't worry, you always do fine." I will poke your rectum with A TWIG. Those phrases aren't comforting, at all. Mostly because I don't study, I just get lucky, and it sounds like a warning, like all 'Oooooh THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR NOT STUDYING, YOU ARE GOING TO FAILLL!!

Yeah the prelims didn't go so good. I literally sacrificed Everything for Geography, I completely neglected everything but, if I don't manage to somehow pass, I honestly don't know how I'm going to react. It was pretty horrific, I don't know how I managed to survive the long drawn-out torture of Preparing for the Next Paper Under the Time Constraint of One Day, You Brought This Upon Yourself, Die A$%&@!* Die, but somehow I did. Honestly, if I didn't have awesome friends, I would have had a brain hemorrhage. Thanks for entertaining my last minute "Hi, my paper is in 4 hours and I don't know Anything. Help?" calls.Looking back, it was a bit...excessive I suppose.

Though as it gets closer to Wednesday and My Results...(Oh yeah, I had a Horrible Nightmare involving a chainsaw wielding maniac who wanted to sever my legs and my teacher telling me I did Terribly for GP. It's a sign, I'm expecting the worst though, I felt pretty shit after the GP paper, and I always seem to screw up when it counts).Eh, yesterday was pretty strange, I met Joan(I've met you so many times, I'm sick of you already) and we somehow managed to have an embarrassingly loud argument regarding something completely retarded like A Straw, and ownership of said straw, in front of a waitress who looked suitably amused. Yeah and of Course Joan HAD to smooth it over and Look Mature - "Oh, I am so sorry you had to witness that! But could we have another straw?" "Yes of course, so now you two won't have to fight anymore.*snigger snigger*"

Yes, this is a last minute panic ZOMGWTFBBQ post. I need my bolster and an anal-retentive, control-freak type friend to call me up and yell at me(anyone?). I literally have no self-control.I MEAN I AM ONLINE, LISTENING TO ABBA; TRYING TO GET INTO MAMAMIA MOOD.


I abuse parentheses hahaha