Sunday, April 29, 2012

You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed

Cannot stand the thought that I'd have to repeat my exams in August, however my brain has become so unresponsive that repeating is becoming more and more likely. More than I'd like to admit it anyway. Tomorrow, Chemistry. Thuesday Biology, should be badass enough, though Wednesday will be worse for sure. Then Thursday, with easy Biology stuff. I hope this time next week, Ill be able to say I did a good job. Though it is not until the results that I'll know for sure.
I hate reality.
I hate responsibility and I hate chemistry. thermodynamics.. embryos.. calculus and air pollution.
I want my life back:(

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Time flies, unlike chickens!

Shopping, Studying and Cleaning my room.
Can't be done at the same time! obviously. Im thinking of posting some photos of my room when it's clean, because I love my room. But untill then I need to finish sorting out winter clothes, and shoes.
study needs to happen too, sometime today!
This time, next month I'll be finished 1st year of college. Time flies, unlike chickens!
Remains from my ombre hair. Lol.

Friday, April 13, 2012

Tutorials. Feeling like a boss because I recognise equations

Songs of the day
Anna Maria Jopek - Ja wysiadam
Royksopp - Vision One
Johny Hates Jazz - Shattered Dreams
Bjork - Hidden Place
The Cure - Close to Me

Something went into my hip, it hurts when I walk.  Had a busy day today (woohoo!) No study was done today. I did go to three revision tutorials, so that clearly counts for something. I don't know what to do with my free time. This is how sad my life is.
Exams.. please be good to me and finish quickly.. Without repeating.

Thursday, April 12, 2012

She won't crash on rocks

A ship inside a bottle
cannot sink,
or collect dust.
It's nice to look at
and floats on glass.
No one is small
enough to board it.
It doesn't know
where it's heading.
The wind outside
won't blow its sails.
It has no sails,
only a slip, a dress.
And beneath them,
jellyfish.
Her mouth is dry
though she's surrounded by water.
She drinks it
through the openings in her eyes
which never close.
When she dies,
it won't be noticeable.
She won't crash on rocks.
She will remain tall...
and proud. "
if you didn't kiss her
on your way out,
my love,
if you can,
kiss me
when you return.