Ramblings of May 3rd (evasion of exam-thinking)

I gave myself a blackeye today. I am not a very self destructive person, full of knots and loose ends and other metaphors of a broken person. Cliche as it is, this is an attempt to create something real that is original and similar to all other stories or narcissistic rants about the tests of life. In some witty presentation I will spew all of my pent up complaints and angst that will be so relatable to you that it will cause a worldwide hype about this book. This is a story that will top all other book sales.

Or this will fade away under stacks of used notebooks, half finished and ashamed, left to rot in damp clothing that was spoiled by that one summer day when I forgot to hang up my swimsuit and carelessly tossed it on the floor half naked struggling to get those jeans over my sticky legs (it's the most frustrating thing when your legs are still wet and you try to put your pants on, you always seem to be in a rush too. It's like when you go into the ocean to clean the sand off your feet and tragically get them coated with sand as you walk back to the car with your flip flops dangling by two fingers with the sunset out of focus in the background and fades to black.