So whenever exams come...

I get stuck in this rut. It's not a very nice rut to be in, but it's brown and deep and somewhere in the middle of a giant field. Some field with flowers and bunnies and little butterflies dancing in the wind, and I can see the little animals and the signs of life. It would be nice to pull my ass out of said shithole, but...

I won't be out of it until June 3rd, because that's when the wire gauze keeping me in rusts and falls apart, along with any kind of hope I ever had for the future. My future.

We all know I fall apart during exams. Last year was a testament to that. All the time, my life has revolved around work, and procrastinating at work. Whatever I do, the fact that I need to do something I hate has always lingered at the back of my head.

This is who I am, I want to do what I want, and I can't dig myself out of a shithole of shit cause I'm not strong enough to pull apart the chains. So yeah, I'll wait in my rut...

Only to fall into it again.