A new week is upon us and along with it more worries, little happiness and an ugly mood. I continue to wage a war against my books in order to have them all memorized in time before the next exam. I have lost track of time and funnily enough I can’t seem to keep track of it despite numerous attempts. My watch is dead, I have a newspaper on my table from Sunday even though I’m fairly certain it is a Monday today but my computer says Tuesday and Mother won’t answer such inane questions.
To make matters worse, I’m fairly certain I haven’t performed as well as I’d hoped and I blame the republicans for it. Why? I don’t know, but everyone seems to be having a good time doing it.
In other news, I tried to evince my frustration about the exams by bringing down a wall by kicking it(kind of like The Hulk) needless to say I have a broken foot. A bit of internet research on the subject tells me it’ll heal on its own but I have my doubts given the awkward angle at which it has bent but I think I will go with the internet on this one, the hospital is 2 miles away and the only way I can get there is by walking. So I think I’ll take my chances.
Reading back on this, it really does seem like I am, what the media would call, a “whiny bitch”. The exams can do it to the best of us. Especially bad ones. But they always come to an end and that’s the only positive about it.
Be back next week, got lots of new features planned for TheEmbarrassment and will be announcing them next week.
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