The sixteenth day of Christmas

Finally it here, the last exam. I wish I could say I felt nervous or a little bit of stress, but I don't. I'm completely apathetic about it. I know I shouldn't be. It's scary, the exams literally decide my future, yet here I am. Not giving two cents about how it goes. That charm really did a number on me. I don't have the time for yoga before school today, it starts early. I DO have time to open my present. And by have time I mean, I have to take time out of my routine to do it. It had a note on the outside, telling me to open it before I head to school today. I'll let you know what it is once I know more. In the meantime, here's a picture of my outfit for today. It's pretty ..not warm. It's snowing today too, I'm sure to get lots of looks. Ugh. I can't help it though. I don't want to sit through my exam drenched in sweat..

Another bottle of water, yay? Actually, no. It looks more like a sports drink. It's really pink. No branding either. Might as well get it over with. I'll chug it down real quick and tell you if anything happens.

It's been a few minutes and I didn't notice anything different. It was a bit sweet though, like bubblegum? I'll head out now, will be back in a few hours.

I want to die. I want to die. I want to die. I WANT TO DIE. I'm a bit flustered, I don't know if you can tell, Mr diary. I went to school, on my way there a lot of people looked at me as if I was mad. Wearing this fit in what was practically a blizzard.. But that doesn't matter. What matters is what happened when my exam started. So there I was, right? Sitting with my computer ready at my dedicated slot. Looking at the clock as I waited for the test to open. When it finally did I went to the first question. I didn't understand anything, all the numbers and letters were jumbled together in one big unreadable mess. I tried to go to the second, then the third task but they were all the same. I thought something might be wrong with my computer or something, so I asked one of the exam guards to look at it. They said it looked completely fine to them!

I tried and tried. I could read the questions somewhat clearly. It took me ages though. The troubles started when I looked at the code in the task. It was all in Greek or something! As if that wasn't bad enough, my focus kept drifting away elsewhere. At one point I caught myself having stared out the window for two straight hours. I tried to get back to it but I just didn't understand ANYTHING. Eventually I broke down, crying. I've never flunked a test in my life, let alone deliver BLANK.

To make matters worse I had to walk back home and pick up tomorrow's package, which was brown AGAIN. I also ran into Mr Finch on my way back. He told me not to open it right away tomorrow, he want's me to swing his apartment too. He even told me to bring the clothing bracelet and the hair thingie.

I don't know exactly what that drink did, but I'm pretty sure it made me stupid?

Like, I tried to read some of my old exams that I'd already done and gotten an A on, but they were all in, like, a different language or something! I'm terrified. I really wish I could call Brett right now, ask him to come over and help. But Mr Finch told me not to talk to him until Christmas. I really could use someone right now..

Maybe I should just do some yoga, clear up my mind. What's left of it anyway. Thanks for filtering out my sobbing, book.