Monday, June 25, 2007 8:55 PM
25th june 2007Day seventy three.
it rained in the mornings. and it had to, just as i stepped out of the house. i think i looked stupid with the blur raincoat on. but hey, i dont care if i look cute, small, stupid or adorable in it. as long as i dont get a cold from it, im happy enough. i cant afford to be sick. not when my mid terms are just two weeks away. its fast, i know. you didnt have to remind me, everyone is, even myself. dammit. the pressure's not sinking in yet.
at least right now, i have something to keep me company on my bus rides, a book. STUPID WHITE MEN. it's an expository text which i have to read for my english classes. like lit- so far, i have studied plays, films, short stories, feature articles and soon enough a novel. not to mention- the only other backgrounds i had for lit is during my secondary two years in seconday school. im not kidding, the highest ive ever scored in that area was in the sixties region. it was that bad. and here right now, i have to take lit again since im doing english 3B. this is not helping me.
i have a short attention span. everyone knows that. i cant seem to sit still to study for 20 minutes max. i tend to walk about, the kitchen is so far voted as my favorite place to visit and next the toilet. so when someone throws a book in my face, its hardly by any chance i'll be done with it in a month's time. it's terrible.
lessons were long and draggy today. maybe because ive had the monday blues. i dont like waking up in the mornings these days. its so cold at dawn that all you just feel like doing is lazing on the bed after your alarm goes off. its really tempting to fall back into slumber once more and use the stupid excuse that you work up late to catch the later bus. i could just drag my covers to the toilet and brush my teeth there. but i'll look stupid with a bed sheet trailing behind me.
because today was a monday, i had to bring most of my books to school. and they weigh a ton. i am not kidding. a small 45kg girl carrying books almost half her weight. that is no mean feat. i thank my canoeing muscles for helping me carrying my chemistry and accounts texts. in school, because i had the same classes as daddy, i made him carry my stuff for me while i carried my bag. his hands were free anyway and he didnt mind at all. nice daddy other than he's occasional threatens to dip them into the pond waters. ewwww.
and he was purely bored today. he kept on disturbing me in maths, and how am i supposed to beat you in maths if you dont let me concentrate? haha;D im not listening to you anymore. haha;D that's if i want to win my bet, which i have to. if not i'll strangle myself. haha;D
(pulls hair) she had to remind me again the exams are coming. i know. i know. (bites fingernails) okay i dont do that at all. im trying to get into the mood but its not getting to me. i feel lazy. well just this week.
