Well, today it was an ICT (Computer Shizz) exam. Basically writing down when you’d use Microsoft Word and how the introduction of buying stuff online has saved the world from some kind of destruction. We were given an hour and a half an once again I finished with 30 minutes to spare. I don’t mean this to sound like an achievement, because it’s fucking annoying. It really is horrible when a half-hour of sitting isolated in a hauntingly quiet room seems like 4 hours.
 Naturally, it made sense to try and catch a snooze. However, because my body hates me more than Gary Glitter hates puberty, my eyes refused to stay shut long enough for me to pass the time easily. Therefore, I ended up practically dead on my desk facing the right, open-eyed and with nothing to look at but the occaisonal grotesque crotch of an invigilator, which scared me since most of the female pensioners were actually bulging out of their antique skirts. I wished to hell I could have avoided it, but if I had glanced anywhere else, “I’d be a cheater”. Someone seriously needs to put the reflex-retarded wrinkly old bats who the WJEC tell to march up and down exam rooms into a care home before they piss all over the exam papers.

Hopefully tomorrow will bring less…today
Peace.