Crisis?!

Exams next week. Never mind everything else, exams. Yet in the meanwhile I'm having an existential crisis breakdown: WUT IS LYF LOL.

Okay not quite like that. Though I think it's funny I don't really have a talent for speaking hash tag yolo style. I'm not sure I wish I did, because then my friends would despise me. But who needs friends, #yolo, right? I kid, I kid. Calm down.

So it's like, one day you spend ages staring at a blank page of your maths assignment, trying to figure out how to write in full sentences because you haven't written anything decent for a whole term. No, blogging doesn't count. I don't have to worry about sentence structure when I blog- you know how incoherent I sound. Then I tilt my head one way, then the other, thinking somehow I'm reversing the gravity in my brain and I'll conjure up my writing skills from my halls of memories. It doesn't actually work, but if you're now trying it in front of your screen, you're an idiot.

Anyway I end up in bed sulking about God knows what, and I start flicking through forum posts on my phone, until I get so tired I actually fall asleep in my bed. Now that'd be fine, IF IT WASN'T MID AFTERNOON. The Sun was shining through my window, it was far too warm, but bam, my head fell and I just dozed off. I only woke because my mother was screaming in my face telling me to wake up and to have dinner. This situation sounds familiar. Oh man I wanna move out.

But heeeey exams are like almost over and unlike every other term I have TWO exams. TWO. Well, and one maths assignment to hand in, but apart from that, TWO. Neither of them are very hard. So if this was the situation of any other term I'd be smiling in my sleep because hell yeah two exams. But you get two that stage where two exams is overload. Hell, one exam is one too many. And you see me rolling around in bed going "WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE" and "WHAT IS THE POINT OF ALL THIS". Now you probably think it's too late to throw a tantrum, because "dude what the hell you're almost finished. In fact you will be after two weeks".

...And I suppose you'd be right. You know what, I'm just going to go sleep it off. Good night.