Okay it is now 3 in the morning and I literally have a FIVE HOUR long written English exam in 6 hours.
I need to shower.
I haven't studied for this yet.
I need food in me right fucking now.
Fuck, I haven't made lunch for the exam.
I'm gonna die.
Ok ok ok... It'll be fine! I'll be fine!
My German exam, which was also five hours was done in like two and a half, so maybe I'll survive..? That's entirely plausible. (Please pray for me if you believe in any gods, I'll really appreciate it..)
*siiiiigh* Right I really ought to get some sleep, but I also kinda wanna make a little sequal to the dragon tale.... hmm, maybe after that bloody exam.. or tomorrow. This Friday I also have an exam. I'm not comfertable with that.
Oh yeah! I also just saw that someone have been reading my writting! That is so crazy thank you for doing so! I'm terribly self-concious, like a stranger could look at me for four seconds and I would light up like ambulance sirens. The fact that someone is reading this diary-crap is so intimidating and amazing and I don't know how to handle it. This was not part of the plan. But do by all means continue reading! It is very flattering! thank you, you lovely you! <3
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Okay I ended up falling asleep around 6 in the morning so that was greaat.
Anywho, right now I'm like so fecking tired that I'm not entirely sure if their is a spelling difference between wheel-tire and sleppy-tired. That's such strange words though..
Uhm so during my exam I couldn't really focus all the time so I wrote down a few things and I'm basically just gonna copy-paste my experience in here as I'm too tired to do as originally planned: select a few gems from that writing and copy-paste that solely.
So here is my exam mumboo-jumboo!:
"Omg… (imagine me saying that complaining, not astounded or something..) I’m sat here at my English exam and I’m fucking dying man. It’s bad. It’s real bad. In the first half with no dictionaries or computers I answered the questions sufficiently and everything was fine till we had literally two minutes left and I found out there was one more task on the back of the paper…. Fuck. Come on everybody say it with me: Fuck. With soul this time please! FUUCK!
The worst thing is that it would have taken me like five minutes to translate the text, but I didn’t have five minutes, I had two. *sigh* Oh well… Not as if I can change it now.
Currently I’m working on the other half of the exam where obviously I’m allowed on the computer. I have to make an analytical essay about this short story by an Irish dude McGill “No Angel” and it’s honestly quite a good story, but I can’t interpret it. I can’t interpret shizzle and now I’m gonna die. It’s been two and a half hours and I’ve written about 230 words out of the minimum of 900. I have two and a half hours. I can do it. I could do it. It’s not like it’s that impossible. Everybody else is doing it. Actually it would appear most people in the room are not doing it. They are eating. Think I’ll have a snack too then.
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*Screams internally* I didn’t sleep enough for this shit.
The only thing I’m doing right now is basically keeping an eye out for my classmates. The next time one of them will be excused to go to the toilet I’ll follow, corner that bitch and ask them all the bloody questions I can think of and they better have some answers for me! (Do y’all feel my desperation?)
Dammit the slow kid just got up… should I follow and ask him anyways or wait for a smart one to get up? Oh goodness what a dilemma! ….argh I’ll just bloody wait! Omg. The girl with the good/high morals just got up! Will this never end? Neither will help… L bloody hell, I gotta wee anyways, maybe I should just go…. *sigh*
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There is this guy four seats and one to the left in front of me who’s got a massive quiff going on and he is wearing his headset which presses down some of his hair making his gravity defying quiff game look even stron-OMG it’s Philip! Lol how funny! Well he’s always had a cool swaggy style. I do admire he’s neat t-shirt choice too.
Btw did I mention I was also late this morning? Yeah I overslept about an hour. My dad woke me up at 8:20 the exam starting at 9 flat but we have to be there at least ten minutes before. I made it to school by 8:53. Three ruddy minutes. I showered, put on make up and had breakfast all the same though. (Be impressed with me please thank you)
They let me in anyways together with the ten other kids who were late. But they didn’t give us any instructions as to how everything was gonna happen. Luckily everybody already knows the basics. So I guess it’s fine, just kinda sucks a lil bit anyways.
I have two hours left now and written 260 words.
Omg Philip’s quiff game is so strong you don’t understand!
500 words.
He just looked back and that quiff, man. He must have made a pact with the devil. I wonder if Sebastian could give Ciel a quiff like that… (Black Butler reference)
His quiff is literally half the length of his head and it just stands there so proudly atop of it. It’s bouncy when he walks. I am not getting a lot of exam stuff done right now…
I’m missing 150 words and have 50 minutes. Nothing is impossible!
Fuck it, whoever will be correcting this essay will just have to deal with 796 word as opposed to 900-1200.
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I am literally an idiot. I asked a friend of mine if we were meant to print our assignments since they often want a student signature on the back of it, and he said yes. So I saved my assignment with “Student signature:____” on it and then asked if I could print it. I was told we only needed to send it digitally. I sent it. I sent it like that! With the “Student signature” crap and an empty black line…. I am literally an idiot and I nearly broke out laughing when it occurred to me. Oh my goodness. I really need to sleep some more. This exam has just been one big fail after the other. *sigh* at least what I have done, I did alright.
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As there are only 20 minutes left we have just been told that we are no longer allowed to go to the loo. I never actually went and I really have to pee now. #firstwordproblems
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Right after the exam I finally went to the loo with a friend and guess what. Just fucking guess what! I haven’t had my period for like two damn months and then today. Today. Of all the days. And I probably bled all over that damn red chair too, cause why the fuck not. Bless black trousers. It could have gotten real awkward real fast…
*sigh* right I’m gonna have a little nap/attempt at self-inflicted coma and return tomorrow with less grumpies… I’m so fucking grumpy right now."
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Before I end this, I just wanna say that that coma never happened, but I'm gonna give it another try right about now...!
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30 Day Challenge
Non-FictionA challenge where I am to write at least 500 words a day to improve my writing and English. Publishing on Wattpad might help me remember to do this.. It will most likely be similar to diary material, but hopefully not exclusively so!
