Waste away

I slept at 1am last night, which is considered like really really late for me. All thanks to the existence of kidneys and neurones and plants. Blame the existence of life in general. I still don't agree with them stuffing plants into the syllabus. Plant die then buy new one la. Okay I just don't agree with biology I guess... I don't really care how my heart works or how my liver controls my blood glucose level. I don't even know why I'm taking the subject, or even A Levels. Why the hell am I studying?

Enough of ranting. I'm very happy this very night, actually. I awarded myself a night-off from the books, and pampered myself with PLL and the Originals, now wasting the night away on my bed. Ahhh if only life is like this all the time. Today was not bad at all, although classes still felt like forever. At least everyone was happy in college, and at home. So much happiness.

Tomorrow is the day, the day when we find out if we are capable of chasing our dreams. Yes it's really this serious. I mean, if you screw up AS, chances are your final result will be crap too cuz A2 is like genius level exams. And if you mess up A Levels, you'd have to reconsider your uni choices, or course choices... Or waste time to resit the papers... So basically the paper I'm getting tomorrow determines my life. I'm dead nervous about it.

On a lighter note, the day starts at 9 tomorrow, which means I don't have to wake up to my alarm. Yes little things like that cheer me up a lot. 9am means awesome satisfying breakfast with grapes and yoghurt and oats and cranberries and peanut butter... Sometimes I think that I'm too easily amused, and satisfied.

Okay I have to admit that this is a very boring post, reporting about my current life.

Next entry will be about my results. Stay tuned.