*censored*

Another perfectly quiet day - a Sunday, no less - has passed and all I accomplished was spend all my day in front of my laptop, except for that moment about an hour ago when I went to take a shower.

The Maths exam is on Thursday evening. Since tomorrow I'll go to class in the morning, I've only got THREE FREAKING DAYS left. ONLY THREE FREAKING DAYS TO STUDY MATHS.

This is where a certain, four-lettered word is the only adequate thing to say.

And the crappiest thing in the whole deal is that I was going for at least an 8 in the last exam period, and then they went and started with those @#$%&! sit-ins so the exam didn't take place.

MORONS.

I've forgotten everything I'd struggled to learn back then, and now I have to learn it all again in three days. Because I didn't bother to start studying earlier.

I'm a moron too.

*leaves mentally shouting profanities*

Summertime in my journal

I changed layout and default userpic again, in order to take advantage of my paid account features. *hugs anonymous benefactor to death*

How do you like the new layout? I'm not so sure about the userpic/layout combo, but it will do until I find a better fitting userpic.

I didn't go to class today - didn't think two hours of Botany would make any difference. But I still haven't started studying Maths. WTF. *smacks self with something heavy*

On another note, when, oh WHEN will my father learn to use a computer for himself? I'm tired of burning CDs and typing documents and printing files. And the frustrating part is that he goes and VOLUNTEERS for stuff, without having any clue what to do, counting on me to take care of things. *stabs*

See ya,
Anna.