Rendezvous
11 September 06 : 01.10 AM
At every blog/livejournal/site/diary of prelim exams takers in the world (that I know at least), I am reading entries like, "Oh no!! I'm so going to die because I only studied a third of a word of the introduction of my notes!!" Somehow, this makes me majorly happy because that means that I'm not the only one and there are other losers like me (I just get this seeping sadistic sense of satisfaction I can't explain), or obversely, I am even more fucked because I'm here happily thinking I'm not alone, and not studying, and eating the cookies Danii brought over this evening, when everyone else's gonna ace their papers.
My brother is getting weirder by the nanosecond. Last night, Danii was over till 3am, and my brother volunteered to drive Danii home. But on the condition that I don't go along with them? Then he says he wants to talk to Danii about Jeremy which is utter male elephant shit because he never did give a damn about Jeremy's case, even when I volunteered information. He doesn't make sense anymore; all the drugs just scrambled his brains bad, I can't think of a better explanation.
I wish I had more to say, other than 'Danii is so fantastic because he agreed to be my Starbucks delivery boy for the rest of the week' or 'Shittyfuck. I need to start studying and stop spending time with Danii because that's just all I do.' Because everything revolves around Danii Danii Danii Danii Danii Danii..... I swear I've got more opinions than this.
Oh yeah. My period is unnervingly late.