Beat beat me to death I said it.

So. First day of exam leave yeah?
First day of revision.
But like actually. I was really surprised with myself, managed to make notes on the whole of Unit 1 chemistry - that being said I'm still fucked for mechanics, like beyond fucked.
It's not that I can't do it, I can (no I can't) - just not when it decides to be really retarded and try and trick me, I mean why aren't exams nice little things that people look forward to - to show off how much they've learnt that year.

Learning is fun.

It is - learning is bloody awesome. I know so much useless stuff, like there are fucking 29 volcanoes in Alaska, TWENTY NINE - that's just ridiculous. But yeah anyway, I enjoy learning, but I hate tests. Why should I prove that I've learnt this stuff when I don't need to? I'm intelligent enough (for a complete idiot) without having some per cents next to my name on a fancy certificate.

SO FUCK TESTS.
But not really, my balls are not nearly that big. I am stressing my scrotum off here. If I actually sweated I would be stuck to this fancy little leather chair I'm sitting in, but at least I'm off to a healthy start - oh and I have Bs on my art, so I have a nice foothold to get that stupidly high A - although I do doubt I will get it, I'm not nearly good enough for that, my teacher said I am, but she is practically insane, so I'm not taking her word over my own cynical hating one.

OH AND YOU'RE A BITCH JUST LET ME SEE YOU IN GLASSES JUST THE ONCE AND I WON'T LAUGH.

Anyway that's enough self-deprecating for today.