Drawing days

Wednesday, August 17, 2011 , 5:24 PM

The long awaited and dreaded CT2 came.

I am dying. Dying so badly. I was hoping to score well, but for some reason I've been unable to concentrate while studying. And during my exams, I have come to realise I am a really really slow person. After the CT2, I have a feeling my right hand will die from exhaustion and have really bad handwriting from all that scribbling.

And I suddenly thought of changing the lyrics of Your Love Is My Drug - Kesha to fit my situation. Well, not really fitting since I don't have nice notes and all that crap. It's just random words I came up with and forced them to fit.

Enjoy.

Maybe I need some rehab

Or maybe just need some sleep

I got a sick obsession

I'm seeing it in my dreams

I'm reading up every textbook

I'm making those desperate calls

I'm staying up all night hoping, hit my head against the wall

What you got, notes, is hard to grasp

I think about it all the time

I'm all strung out, my heart is fried

I just cant get you off my mind!

Because your spam, your spam, your spam is my drug

Your spam your spam your spam

(And then)

Your notes, your notes, your notes are so nice

Your notes your notes your notes

Won't listen to any advice

Daddy's telling me I should think twice

But look into my own devices, I'm addicted it's a crisis

My friends think I've gone crazy

My judgment's getting kinda hazy

My sanity's gonna be affected if I keep it up like a love sick crack head

What you got, notes, is hard to grasp

I think about it all the time

I'm all strung out, my heart is fried

I just cant get you off my mind!

Because your spam, your spam, your spam is my drug

Your spam your spam your spam

(And then)

My notes, my notes, my notes are so nice

My notes my notes my notes

I don't care what people say

I do this every day by day

I leaf through every page by page

And hope I die out peacefully

Hey, so I got a question

Do you know how to plot a graph and find the gradient?

Do I label these organelles in the diagram?

Is my test your drug?

Your drug?

Huh, your drug?

Is my test your drug?

Because your spam, your spam, your spam is my drug

Your spam your spam your spam

(And then)

My notes, my notes, my notes are so nice

My notes my notes my notes

Because my book, my book, my book is my god

My book my book my book

(And then)

Your notes, your notes, your notes are my drug

Your notes your notes your notes

Hey, hey, so

My stress, my stress, my stress, is my drug

(She says) I like your handwriting

I CANNOT FLUNK TOMORROW. KEEP ME ALIVE BABY.