I'm trying hard as hell to stay focused and finish my bloody book but all I can think about is Monday Monday Monday. I've learnt from experience that the days I look forward to always end up like crap. Well, only because I set such a high expectation to become of that day, that when it doesn't turn out the way I imagine it to be, it becomes such a huge disappointment. All I wanna do now is listen to Weezer and Smashing Pumpkins and be a teenage brat.

More than ever now, time seems to stand still. Which is preferably good considering I have heaps more to read on. I used to love Bio but now all I wish is that I hadn't taken the subject so I'd be done with the whole SPM shazaaam.

I think I need a fruit juice.