Fuckity fuck, I was right about the mistake in agreeing to help. Fuck. I hope he doesn't get fired.

Something tells me I'm going to regret helping Louise out for her uni club. 

I think I'm starting to look forward to next year. Have I really come to terms with it, or am I going to lose my mind when I least expect it? I was in deep thought before while I was showering (as you do) and I was thinking about all the opportunities I'll have next year. An entire year at home with (hopefully) one subject, where I'm not quite in the workforce and not quite at university anymore. I'll maybe have time to do the kind of shit that I've always wanted to, without school work encumbering. Technically it really should be the other way around, but whatever. Maybe it'll be the gap year I've never had, and the break that I've always wanted. Still doubtful though...am I really okay with it?

In hindsight, I think I accidentally hit on a gay man. 

Three of us sitting at the library.
Me: Who here has the shittiest life?
*wordlessly, each of us raises our hand*

I realised that this is the longest blog that I've kept thus far. What if everyone I knew stumbled on it? I don't think I've shared anything on here that I wouldn't in real life. Not recently, anyway. I just had a thought that there are probably people I know that would be surprised that I've even kept a blog, and not told them about it. And it's probably because I don't think I feel comfortable with them reading it, and that just contradicts what I said before. I don't know... pointless musing over. 

People just suck the luck out of others, I swear to bloody god. 

What pisses me off is that there are just some people who are consistently lucky in every aspect of their life. It's childish to think this, sure, but how do people just get their way like that? I failed my second round of three tests and I was one of the few that did. One guy was able to talk himself out of it and they granted him a pass so he doesn't have to sit the third time.

My friend who did not study for an exam last year was completely and utterly screwed, until she turned up on the day of the exam and they had forgotten to record that she was doing the exam so she has gotten an extra six months to study for it.

A girl in my year who is a complete idiot has managed to pass every subject into her fourth year. Maybe she isn't an idiot after all...

Is it my lack of motivation? Is it karma? Probably. Some things just don't come easily to some people, and I've noticed that with people around me too. Hold on tight, cause we're all in this shit-ride together. 

Brutal week.

Actually, brutal few months.

Years.

Fuck ya.