3 Hours to D-Day. Need to stay alive. Wonder if the Starbucks helps... God help me...
Update:
Half an hour to midnight. Reading time starts at 9.15am. And I'm seriously f*cked. I thought I could cover everything I need by today, but I still haven't. Time is running out and I think probability of failing for me is seriously high. But probably failing a subject is what I need right about now. Life has no discipline, no bounds, no structure. Studying without those limits is just impossible for me. Probably after failing this paper, I'll be able to be more focus, and have more drive and motivation so that I won't repeat this ever again. Sometimes in life, you just have to fall only to know what it's like to stand back up again. However, all this words that are coming out of my mouth, are they just to justify the lack of motivation and ambition I have in my life? Are they just the morphine to the pain and suffering that I have to face if I fail this paper? Is it to give a reason as to why me or my parents shouldn't feel ashamed and disgraced at this failure?
You're probably thinking, why the hell are you typing all of this when you could be studying you dumbf*ck? Well like how you described me, I'm not very wise at times. And all this while, my whole entire life, I don't think I can honestly say I have worked hard for anything in life.
Oh well, screw all this bullshit. I think I'll just concentrate on passing tomorrows paper and get on with my life. If I fail, well I'll just have to waste an elective on this same course next year.
Please forgive my repulsive language. It is utterly disgraceful and distasteful, I have to admit. But even writers are allowed to express themselves in this undignified manner, so I don't see why I can't too.
Update 2:
Just came back from the exam, and I can only think of one word: "SHIT!" I think everyone in the hall was thinking of that word as well, or somewhere along those lines.
At least it's over.