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Pseuodonyms

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Today was the penultimate. The term exams that is. I break out in cold sweat at the thought of receiving my results. Pessimism is an overstated hype, im just being realistic. Exams really screw ur body up. Im suffering from a pseudo-zombie syndrome. It really is killing me. Not being able to sleep when a bloody migraine strikes. Think it, what better way than to sleep a headache away, but even I am deprived of such dulcorate.I live in consternation, one day i may just stay awake to the point of death and still do not realise it.2 freaking hours. That's the duration of my recuperation. After this its time to hit the dastardly math questions and not the sack. I yearn for liberation. I have a hunch that because my body clock has malfunctioned, that i have no sense of urgency when i do a paper. Every paper i sit for, i give away 10+ marks due to the lack of time. Im uber duber annoyed at my lackadaisical prediliction but have no energy to change it. HOW I WISH I WERE A PHOTOSYNTHETIC ORGANISM WHICH IS ABLE TO UTILISE ENERGY FROM THE SUN TO FUEL MY DAY'S ACTIVITIES. Screw the notion of conversion of energies. I do not want energy to be converted I want it to be stored in me. Im a miserly energy conservationalist!

As my heart bleeds, i wonder why I begin to feel like an anathema in your life.I am distraught and crestfallen. I prithee, pick me up one day and stand me on my feet.Pluck me from the abysmal depths of forlorn.









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