it's 9:26 and i am awake for work. i really don't want to go but i need money. i still haven't done this history essay and i can't find my questions booklet. frick. i'm beginning to realize how stupid it was to choose chemistry as a subject - it's totally irrelevant and i don't like science. i think i liked it at gcse because mr amoah was a good teacher. not that my current teachers are shit, but one's actually a bio teacher and the other one has a voice that sends me to sleep...
what the fuck am i doing?