I realise I havent ranted about these mother fuckers in a while. Im almost at the other side, the only problem is, I have also lost all motivation, all hope after burning itself out of me. Im not stressed anymore. I just dont give a shit. I walked into that motherfucker this morning and wrote out a lovely apology letter to Proff. Mary Maccaffry. The woman from Mayo that says book like “buuk” and steroids like “steeroids”. My only thought when I read the paper was how everyone one else was gonna be so pissed (she fucked everyone over, anorexic bitch) before I wrote out a list of all the things I wanted to download over the exam paper. I should also mention that I had fallen asleep 5 minutes before the exam started, and had to be woken by the lovely Simon. So no rants about the fuckers anymore, I just literally have run out of fucks to give. As well as answers to write apparently.
I think maybe all my notes and essays being destroyed Sunday night may have pushed me over some sort of edge. I aint even mad.