Alritey people. Finals are coming. In, uuhh, another 2 weeks.
Yeah, 15 more days to go and you know what? I'm still too blurred, too stoned and too damn unfocussed to start studying. I am my own worst enemy.
*Aims shotgun at self*
Never have i once panicked about exams. I mean, sure, if i have the I.Q. of a genius, that's no big deal. Bring it on, i'll say. But here's the problem: I am not! I hold the world record of being blur and clumsy. I think carrots are fruits and watermelons, a type of vegetable. Most probably belonging to the potato family since it's so big and round. Heck, there are days I don't remember the day and date of that particular day. Sometimes Fridays and Saturdays are one long Sunday to me. And Sunday is the second Sunday of the week.
And oh, time...what the hell is time? So the pointy things keep ticking and moving but what does that mean?
Oh oh oh...Sweet mothergoose, i want a rubber ducky to keep me company.