.assasination of exam-man.
I wanna find the man who invented exams.
Shoot him in the head. (preferably more than once, but that would just be a waste of bullets)
Stomp on him until all that's left is a bloody mass of pulp.
*stomp stomp stomp*
Death to Exam-man.
Went through the pre-exam panic attacks last night, at about midnight. Aida witnessed the slow turnings of my brains into mush.
Weather damn sucks today man. The sky is so dark. Felt like something from War of the Worlds. You know, the part where there's a lightning storm then the tentacles come and squash everyone.
Making me damn grumpy.
I hate it when i have to study when it's perfect sleeping conditions.