exams are seriously creeping and lurking round the corner
like this huge ferocious monster barring its teeth refusing to go away.
i guess in some ways
its like the bull fights where the matador knows that a ferocious bull is waiting there inside the ring
and its all the work at practice in those few moments that determines his fate.
i kinda feel like that
only that there is a stronger sense of impending death and not victory

stayed home to try to get some work done
but honestly
cant seem to be able to retain anything
and my eye lids are betraying me by threatening to shut themselves.

argh.