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11:20 p.m. - Monday, May. 31, 2004 Exam tomorrow. A nasty one. And I have really done very little work. I just can't any more. My brain has given up. I know I should be proud of what I have achieved through this haze, but I feel rather ashamed at the moment. I am an exam lover, I love the tiny desks, and the silence, and the neat questions. But this year, I just can't do anything, and it's frightening me. Each exam is a damage limitation exercise, and all the nice feelings of competance and assurance in my own knowledge and intelligence are gone. And these might be the last exams I ever take. I'm also worried about being alone. I get lonely so easily. These exams finish on Wednesday, then Bob leaves for Austrailia on Thursday. Housemate Mia has already gone, and Angel is off too. I can go back to my parent's on Saturday, so it's only one day, but it's hanging over me. Being at home is quite lonely too...I'm used to our busy communal lifestyle. Something mad - it's a week tomorrow we fly to Verona. Crackers! Time has warped in a very odd fahion.
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