Today is one of those days that come about every two months.

It's one of those days where you just worry worry worry and you don't know why why why. it's one of those days where no one can say the right thing and even if they could, I wouldn't want to hear it. Just feel irritated and annoyed and frusterated and flustered. I have to work tomorrow which means i'm fucked for my exam. I won't sleep tonight because i'll be stressed but i'll be oh so tired from working for 7 hours. So tomorrow i'll oversleep and wake up too late. I'll drink coffee and it'll give me a stress headache. Then i'll go to the exam and tap tap my pen like a metranome as I teeter back and forth between question and answer, perceveing them as interchangable, just wanted the clock to hit 4:30 because I would rather not finish because of time, not stupidity. Then i'll get out and feel crappy and come home and drink too much and pass out and spoil the fun.

Back to the books!