A day

People complain that I don't blog about my life. So here you go. This is my day.

Two of the worst finals I have ever experienced.

Waking up at 6 am and realising it's already bright, and that's why I'm sleeping so poorly.

Sitting in hutch unable to think of anything but sleep.

Wandering in the cold after giving up on a final, slowly losing the feeling in my hand, noticing, but not really paying attention.

Pacing my room, sucking down gallons of apple juice while muttering random facts about social security and bribery.

Realising that I'm starving 5 minutes into a 3 hour exam, and the only thing to eat is a box of tic-tacs.

An awful pain in my shoulder, likely because I'm sitting at my computer so much.

Forgetting to add cheese to my scrambled eggs.

Eating an entire box of tic-tacs in half an hour.

Sitting in the bus wondering what you forgot today.

Realising at the last minute that you forgot to do half the studying.

Realising that was not what you forgot.

Realising that what you did forget was better left forgotten, less painful and messy that way.

Irritating itch on my forearm.

Reduced to ordering pizza to satisfy my hunger pangs.

Wanting to just go to sleep, but can't, with the spectre of a 20 page paper due tomorrow that I haven't done any reading for looming overhead.

Turning away to watch iron chef now.