Exam one is over – it was rather disastrous, but it is over. Exam Two is on Monday. Accounting a.k.a the wrath of hell in a book! But at least I have brushed the dust off my desk and now I am looking forward to getting into the zone this weekend and more importantly a trip to Walton’s to purchase a fresh stash of stationary. I actually really do love studying, for the life of me I can’t think why. I even love sitting in the exam room. Maybe it just makes me feel young…
The workplace has turned even nastier. There was one girl who I thought sweet, maybe even had potential for some great things – she disappointed me horribly. I am a loyal person, very possibly loyal to a fault and when people disappoint me and let me down, I am always shocked by my reaction. As hard as I try to cultivate a Fuck You attitude on my face, my adrenaline pumping heart always gives me away and shakes me to the core. Up until recently the accelerated heart beat accompanied a maddening rise of heat to my face; somehow I think I have managed to control this little outburst of horrors. But the heart, she just wont tow the line. Anyway it is a little reminder how things do work out in the end. I am leaving; I really don’t need to care.
It will be good if the sun shines this weekend. My legs are practically transparent.
Here’s to the almost end of a long, arduous week.