chemistry tomorrow
i've barely studied
and i'm not panicking
why do i always convince myself
that chemistry is easy?
probably because it is.
((i don't understand why people are impressed by it; ninety-percent-rote-learning//ten-percent-understanding))
i keep imagining that
i'll get all these fantastic
hsc marks
and i'll go back
to the school
and tell them all
"cramming works; don't bother trying"
if only.
my optimism has a way
of occuring at the wrong
moments.
((why can't i be like this after the exam?))
i've been too indulgent lately
i know that
when these
bastard exams
are over
i will;
read. eat. sleep. cook. watch dvds. shop. sing. sleep. talk. drive. write. walk. drinkcoffee. &chai. sleep. playguitar. stand intheocean. laugh. daydream. see movies. gotothe theatre. sleep.
and take up cafe-whoring.
i really should
think about
employment.
mmm...
money.
money equals freedom equals food
a sad but true fact.
...
i don't have the head
for study tonight
i wonder what my mark
will be
sans study?
i'm too tired
to bother
but the thing is
i will.
i should travel
i should travel & break hearts
i should travel & break hearts & murder my brain cells
knowledge is an affliction
give me ignorance
i yawn
i'm not even making sense
my procrastination
is becoming less
and less
elaborate.
and more
and more
transparent.
i must remember
to track down
a copy of
'god drinks at the sando'.
i must have passed the sandringham
about fourhundred times
in my life.
i can soak up this stuff
the way sodium hydroxide
takes water
from the air.
oh, i'm being far too clever now.