One day to go

[martinemonster]

Well, here I am, sitting in my apartment, wishing I was anywhere else. Somewhere I could focus. Preferably somewhere without a computer full of stuff I would rather be doing/watching than school work. I promised myself I could work on my writing if I actually finished preparing for my two bloody exams tomorrow, but somehow I doubt that I will be that effective. After all I was up at 8 o'clock sharp, and have still managed to do nothing more than eat porridge, drunk coffee and watched Californication. Now that I've finished reading my flist, I guess I should really get to work *diving figuratively speaking down into the really dull articles on historiography and historical method*

I can't wait till my finals are over and I can be social again. Right now, it feels like I'm trapped in a gold fish bowl: No way out and with people watching me.