I think I’m on a break… Oh shit a plot twist.

I guess I’m taking a blogging break since I have to start studying like crazy for my coming exams.

Yep, mid-year exams are next week and I have to study everything I learned this year (I mean, since September) in under a week. School, study, sleep, repeat.

More like, try to wake up, kinda wake up, wake up, drag yourself to school, sit through school, leave school, start studying, eat, continue studying, study while studying, reluctively finish studying, try to sleep, think about a thousand random thoughts while moping about how you have absolutely no time to study everything, finally succeed in falling asleep, sleep for about 4 hours, repeat.

I never really liked the idea of posting these ‘I’m going to not write my useless posts for about a week or two so please don’t kill yourselves and hurtle through depression because I’ll be back and make a post about being back so we can all celebrate my second coming together’ posts because well I think you get the idea.
By the way, I didn’t really mean that. Dear bloggy frindz, thou shalt not feel offended.

Anyway, I decided to do this one for a multitude of reasons:

1) Blogging tips sites frequently suggest to ‘alert my audience in case of absence‘. I’m really not a youtube star and my fans are not going to freak out if I take a break for a few days and miss posting a video on schedule (I was still referring to youtube stars. The thought of me having fans is so laughable I can not) but still I guess it’d be rude to just suddenly disappear without notice. I for one get worried when some of my fav bloggers seem to *poof*
2) All of you guys seem to do it so it can’t be a bad thing and you wouldn’t judge me for it too much
3) I’m supposed to have finished history, geography and physics chapters in my scheduled revision by now but me being the glorious asshole that I am I decided to write a post instead. I literally just wrote this post in spite of myself, just for self-tortute. Every minute I’m spending writing this is going to cost me and I know it but I’m such a masochist and I feel this inexplicable rebellious spark that keeps telling me to continue writing and wasting time on something that should have taken a maximum of two and a half minutes.

Now I’ll make myself reread this and check for mistakes just because I’m a shitty person.
Great now I’m already too fucking tired to study a word. YAY MORE PRESSURE FOR TOMORROW!

I HATE YOU.
YES YOU.
THE ONE READING THIS RIGHT NOW.
BY RIGHT NOW I MEAN RIGHT. NOW.
THAT’S RIGHT. THE ONE READING THIS WHILE I’M FURIOUSLY TYPING.

See, I couldn’t just say I hate myself, because I hate myself too much for that. Instead I wasted my precious time elaborating a fancy ass way to say it and even more time to explain what I did and oh my God I need to stop before I destroy something and lose what remains of my sanity FUCKING HELL JUST STOP ALREADY

I also wasted time making this. You get how hateful I am towards myself? It has literally been one full hour since I started writing this and I've lost all faith in everything at this point. I'm ruining everything. Why am I ruining everything.