as the years race by.

at seventeen.

at eighteen.

Nineteen will be spent either in my room studying, or with my books in Hyde Park. Either way, I'll have a ton of law cases to learn and a guilty conscience on my chest, and EU law that I'll need to learn. But never mind, for soon it will be over.

And done.

Things that students do during exams...

The very wonderful Jasamine and I have been thinking of rather creative ways to waste our time, including finding ridiculous flash games on the Internet. One of them being Robot Unicorn Attack, in which you take a unicorn (that also happens to be a robot) and have it ram its way through these giant star-shaped rocks without falling off cliffs. It can be found here: http://games.adultswim.com/robot-unicorn-attack-twitchy-online-game.html 

Even the background music is full of rainbows. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FUaKxFjlOpw I swear this is a freaking parody of Barney or something, I don't know. For a game that sounds so inane, though, it's actually really addictive. My high score is, what? 20000 points. Which is really pretty shit, considering Jasamine's high score is 50000 points. But hey, here's the screen shot of the score board that I found:

HAH! See, I'm really not all that bad at this game. It's just her who has no life at all.

But then again, I know someone who's gotten over 100,000 points. Though this was like a couple of months ago? I SWEAR THE GAME GOT HARDER. YEAHHHH.

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.