So I have an exam tomorrow...

I've been revising non stop practically for this exam. I reread most of the poetry, tried to understand some of the ones that I didn't. I reread the play. Made sure I didn't forget any minor details. Leant what Chaos Theory actually meant...

But even after all of that, I still feel like I haven't learnt anything new. That I don't remember much more than I did at the beginning of the four or so day hardcore revision session.

I guess life is just one of those cruel pranks that they like to pull...

Anyway, moving on, so luckily the exam is in the afternoon so I have all morning to revise for it. You know last minute cram session in school, on my own, in an abandoned classroom.

Wow, when you put it like that it does sound very depressing. The main point of doing this is because then I know I can work without being distracted. I'm just funny working that way...

I have noticed that this blog is oddly spacey... you know, like I have loads of '...' in it, and most of the paragraphs (as I'm typing it, it'll come out different in the final blog post) is never longer than two-three lines. How strange is that?

Anyway, (I also have a bad habit of saying that, I need to get a thesaurus....) I found this really good fanfiction. It's called Lost and it's on the Danny Phantom archive. So so far, the plot is like, Danny's been missing, but he has no memory of what his life was like or what happened to him before waking up in this old cabin alone. And he's trying to remember everything that's happened because his best friends, Sam and Tucker are still missing. He wants to find them real bad, even though he can't remember them. He also seems to be scared about what his memories hide, meaning he wants to know what happened and where they are, but is perhaps a bit scared...

He also seems to have a bad mood problem. But according to the story so far they've put that down to Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I think it's probably because he's frustrated because no one is telling him anything. He feels left out, and he doesn't know what to think about anything because he can't remember anything.

It's actually a lot better than what I make it sound to be.

Anyway, (there's that word again) I guess I should be going now, it's getting late and I do have an exam tomorrow. Go me.

At least I have a week to revise for the new exam then, then I've completely finished them for the year. Yay! Go me!

Night!

Still haven't gotten around to say good night, I'm still debating on whether it's worth the extra word in the count.....