it's 2:15 and for the last couple of days i have gone to bed from in the early hours when the birds start singing and woken up feeling even more like shit. i can't sleep, or maybe i don't want to.
whatever. i'm going to watch scrubs until about 4.
i haven't revised anything at all and i am blatantly going to fail but i don't think i care.
which is, surprisingly enough, not worrying.
maybe i could just fail at life and work at a chinese restaurant my whole life.
it'd be easier than trying.
i'm so sick of trying and failing.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh.
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