I thought I'm going to be relaxed and study for my exams every other day. I thought I'm going to have a lot of time. Instead teachers kicked us out in the worst fucking time ever. This fucking week alone I have four fucking exams, one of which I finished today. I'm glad that I don't usually fail my exams. The worst I got was a C which, thank God, is still a pass. But still, I'm under too much pressure, yet again.
If that wasn't enough I start to miss my best friend. We had a little fight (read: I was being a big douchebag to him) and we haven't talked for about a month now.
I need to sleep.