"Uh...yeeah, sure"
What I really wanted to say was "go fuck yourself". Due to my amazing amounts of self-control, I refrained, and as a result he ended up at our door. In hindsight, I probably should've just made up an excuse "oh uh we're going out for today and tomorrow. Yup busy all weekend, sorry." Too bad I was half awake. It's just... the biggest pain ever, having someone over when you plan on revising.Then this guy ended up in my room, asking me the most baffling questions about maths. Except I didn't understand maths myself, so there was no way I could explain it to him properly. Yup, I'm thoroughly screwed for my maths test--- but I'd say that he was waaay more screwed than I am. So he was in my room for a good 2 hours, reading his textbook whilst asking me questions occasionally... questions I couldn't answer anyway. Oh the awkward tension. All this while I was studying for my chemistry exam... seeing as how I have 2 exams on one day, I figured I can at least not-fail one of them.
The only thought going through my head is "eff, eff, efffffff"
Then my parents decided to burden me without household chores--- look after your sister, go take the washing out, oh don't forget to sweep the house. I managed to take the washing out. Screw the house. I don't care if it becomes a dustbin, I don't want to fail my exams. See, I thought they'd forgotten about the fact that I had 2 exams on Monday--- so it was rather insulting when Dad decided to lecture me about how I should go about revising for my exams. "Don't invite your friends over, you have tests on Monday. Look at you, having no self-control." If I had no self-control, I would've broken something, then and there.
Maybe the world is just against me studying for my exams.
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