Irritation with me.

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I have my first four GCSE exams in the next two weeks. Bit shit scared.

And what do I do?

I go out to my older sister’s house to enjoy the weekend… I’m supposed to be revising and at least trying to get something more than a decent grade. So today I woke up and was feeling so guilty with myself about this and I did a few RE exam questions and Latin exam questions. I feel a bit better but WHY CAN I NOT BE BOTHERED TO DO ANYTHING!!?

knowledge is a power, France is bacon.

Yes, I know his name is Francis Bacon!

I don’t even know what I’m doing.
I just have this creepy need to write… All the time.

My sister does English Literature in A Levels. 
And she gets homework in which she has to analyse poems, by Yeats.
And I love doing that!
I have this weird talent of playing with poems… Sooooooo I end up doing her homework and forgetting about my revision.

These problems look so measly.

OK! Everyone tells me that I’m hardcore because I’m doing half a Latin GCSE in one year. I don’t whether to age with them or not. But I have a second chance of  the full GCSE next year… I don’t know if I love it that much though. But Latin is the only subject that I actually love even though it’s a bit like suicide I still love it.

I wish the days were longer and my body was not so tired all the time.
That way I’d get more done in one day.

~ living in the atmosphere; learning who I am