There once was a time I studied....

Current Music: Pink Floyd - Hey You

Ok so a week ago, not last week but the week before. I had this midterm, but then again I also had work (At the theatre... remember) and a 10 page essay to write. Plus I had a creative writing assignment that was a week over due, so I was pretty much calm with muscle spasms because my boy was realizing that I should not be calm. I managed to do some reading for my Political Philosophy midterm, but it was few and far between everything else. In other words i studied for about 5 minutes gave up fell asleep and always weighted my second option of suicide if this whole university thing didn't work out. Hey it's a good plan...

Anyways after sleeping through class for a week and a half I finally made it to class this morning, where I finally received the bad news... My midterm.

Yeah ok I will skip the fancy details but despite the fact I didn't study, I am stupid, I never make it to class more than once a week. Yes despite all that I found myself staring at a 74%... I am more scared than happy... How did that happen?

*Twilight Zone Music playing in the background*

Well time to sleep and rip the movie I rented cause I am never gonna watch it before I have to take it back.