I want to be at Uni. I like Uni, so why the hell am I not going to my classes at Uni? Because I'm a *bleep*ing moron that's why.
So here I am instead, making my first blog entry about how much I'm continually screwing up my life rather than actually doing something about fixing up the great big freakin mess I've made.
I have two physics tests tommorrow. Each worth 10%. What kind of jerks put 2 tests for the same subject on the same bloomin day! I've no clue about physics. I wouldn't be nearly so far up shyt creek if I had actually turned up to..what..at least half of my lectures, rather than..what the last 1/2 hour of 3 lectures. I suck!
My friends all went out to dinner tonight to celebrate my flatmates birthday. Did I go? No. Why? Because I was going to study. Did I? No. Why? Because I'm a big *bleep*ing moron... Oh, don't get me wrong..I tried..a little, but knowing absolutlely nothing does make it a tad difficult to do practice questions. So does not actually owning a textbook. I managed to borrow one from a friend who would only lend it to after they were going to go to bed. He picks tonight of all nights to go to bed at midnight rather than 8:00pm like usual. So, now I've got the text I might actually start to understand some of this crap...ha! I'm so going to fail. Then I'll be doomed since tommorrow worth a freaking huge 20%. Jerks!
