"But then again, there's only one I've met
An' he just smoked my eyelids
An' punched my cigarette."- Bob Dylan

Woke up today with a bad sniffle and congestion. I always seem to get that on the day of any exam I have.

Feeling quite good about my English Language exam, although not sure if I was good enough for the top 8% of the country. Cannot wait until Thursday and paper 2 is over and I can hopefully forget about it forever. BRING ON ENGLISH LITERATURE!

I do enjoy it a helluva lot more than analysing media and non-fiction texts. That is just plain fucking annoying.

Realized that I've put on quite a lot of weight recently, and I'm not happy with myself at all at the moment, so might start keeping a food diary, keeping track of what I eat and what I do.
Doubt it'll last more than a day, I'm shit at things like that. But no harm in trying to do it suppose.

There is actually nothing in my house without dead animals in it, and since my mother refuses to cook for me because I'm such a fussy eater, I have now resorted to eating rice with gravy!
Oh well, guess it's setting me up for student life when I'm going to be so unbelievably broke, having spent all my money on clothes and shoes and booze.
Ha, that last bit sorta rhymes!

-AMZZ x