Exam pt2
I came out of my exam ok pleased, thinking that it wasn't at all bad... no one I've spoken to feels the same (even the brainy geeks of the class).
maybe I'm super clever, or maybe I answered the questions wrong.
the dave club rocks man. it's like so gnarly. super cool.
I came out of my exam ok pleased, thinking that it wasn't at all bad... no one I've spoken to feels the same (even the brainy geeks of the class).
I'm a little stressed. mood swings, and most of my time trying to understand why.
Today I practised x-raying abdi's head at general hospital. This was after a mock. i realised that all my exams this year are going to be open-ended unspecific questions worth few marks and less than no time to finish them.
Tomorrow morning I have an exam... Tonight I have a wierd feeling of excitement. I guess it's because I've been waiting for it for so long.
I’ve always been a little paranoid about the impression I give… ever since my A-level photography teacher and also most of the class were surprised to hear that I don’t take drugs… the yearbook comment from the teacher was "you are one of the most unique students I’ve ever taught."
It's friggin' sweet when hannah, (who is into the band that I've wanted to listen to for long time) lends me thier album... yeah, I'm borrowing Yeah Yeah Yeahs... lovely
I seem to be going back to over-sleeping. I love dreaming... I've been told that you dream more when you sleep in the light. something like: the light goes in through your eyelids to your eyes so you can see your dreams. What-ever, it works.
I'm not a big muesli fan. I bought a big bag of musesli 2 days ago. I thought -I'm not going to over eat this. Therefore it'll last a long time, meaning I'll save money.
I think that every time I cut my hair I get a little more too confident. My current method is combing my hair up to full volume and waving a large pair of scissors around the surface. today I cut a few clumps off of about 2 inches amoungst a whole lot more. I guess the reason I cut my hair so often is my mistakes become obvious after time.
So, last night I had a dream. I was moving into a new house which included a room mate. It was a tiny small room with a single bunk bed. As I entered the room I found my room mate was huge fat, spent all his time in the room and didn't like wearing any clothes... upset, I went to the kitchen to make some noodles.