Knowing the end is so close is amazing, but the amount of things I have to do before I can say, "What a year", is ridiculous. I don't want to do my first three minutes of Drama solo tomorrow, or the next two minutes the week after or even perform it on the 28th of October because I know it will be a piece of shit. I don't want to have trial exams next week, because I already know I will completely fuck all of them up. I don't want to record my product, because it will be a piece of shit. I don't want to study, because I would much rather lie in bed. I don't want to go to revision lectures because time would be better spent elsewhere. I don't want to relearn all of the years work for IS because knowing me I'll just forget it. It's gotten to the point where I don't want to wake up in the morning, and every moment spent out of a classroom is treasured. I cannot see any light in going to school and all I do is daydream about finishing. I could say I can't wait for the school 'holidays', but even then, the pressure to be constantly pressuring yourself is ridiculous. Welcome to the longest 2 and a half month period of my life, and bring on the celebrations that commence following my last exam on the 18th of November (aka MattyT's birthday).
In closing, fuck my life.
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