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    Monday, September 13, 2010, 4:43 PM
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    Oh dear, exams are such a bitch.

    What is wrong with me today?! I made the biggest mess of an exam which I should of been capable of doing easily, cause getting a B for my CA isn’t easy in the first place and I really need to push this up for an A. I really need to stop freaking out everytime when I see MINUTES which worth of 30 FREAKING MARKS. I just went dead out there. I really can’t afford to do shit like this if I want to get where I would like to be. I know its only 1 year - of suffering but I don’t get another chance to “do better next time”. I am pushing myself too hard, really.

    I have a Customer Service exam tomorrow and my heart is plummeting plus TWO HOURS OF PAIN. There is absolutely no point in me even attempting to study. So I won’t. I don’t have an exam on Wednesday, but I might go somewhere else.

    I am watching Gossip Girl again, it’s stupid how emotionally attached I am to this show. Kind of like ginger snaps. I am wishing all of my time away to another day. I wish it was holidays... again, I will probably gain five kilos and be a lazy idiot again. S’all I am particularly good for.

    It’s beginning to please me how little I talk about depression etc. outside of this blog, rendering the amount that I do to 0. Keeping it out of my friendships.