Part one of my aaagonising life.

I'm Jack. I moan a lot. Too much, some might say. Therefore, I am now going to do all of my bitching, ranting, whining and moaning on here from now on. Ok now that we've got that out of the way, let's get started.
Hmm, I'm not sure where to begin. How about this: The Playstation Three. I have no idea what it's going to be like (actually, I have seen a video of the motion sensor controller), other than hideously expensive, but that isn't where my beef is; my beef is with the font they are using. It's the Spiderman font. If not the exact one, then a damn similar one. And no-one else seems to have noticed. What's up with that?
OK, so that isn't really a moan, I'm sure I could get away with mentioning it in public without being scorned. But whatever, it's my blog, I'll write what I want.
My exams are getting really close. I have two next week. I'm still wasting my evenings on my laptop, rather than working. And even though I'm hardly swamped under with work, I am feeling so stressed. I think I'm just terrified of failing, which is causing me to not work in some insane psychological twist. Ironic. I just feel so absolutely shit about it all lately. So I don't work. So I feel worse. It's like some sort of downward spiral.
We had a mock in Physics today, which I totally forgot about (like I would have revised even if I'd remembered). So I got 27/40. I still beat a lot of my class (about four out of nine of them), but I really want to get an A in Physics (I'm hoping to study Astrophysics at UCL next year) and as it stands I'm on a B, which means I need to get ten marks HIGHER than an A in my final three exams to get an A overall. Eep. And Matt tries about as hard as I do, but he succeeds a lot more. He got 38/40 today. So I'm really jealous. That put me in a foul mood, and on top of the Lawrence thing (see the next blog I do, it's a long story), I got moody in general and even moodier at Matt.
Then Alissa and Matt and Jenni convinced me to come to this shitty farce of an 'X-Factor' pantomime (which, granted, I could have just said 'no' to, but I have some sort of complex when it comes to being left out) and I had to sit in between 2 chairs, which was WELL uncomfortable. So I was feeling foul. Then Matt started doing this thing, whereby when I am in a bad mood, he makes it worse by being a dickhead (OK, so he was actually trying to cheer me up, but that is not the point). And Jenni joined in. Then Alissa got upset because I was in a bad mood, which made me feel EVEN worse. ARGH.
So then I gave Matt a lift home in total silence. Joy. I'm not mad at him anymore. It's hard to stay angry at him. Also, I did deserve it for being a moody prick.
But I now am in possession of a 'toy' (still pretty bad-ass) accordion. So that cheered me up. But now I haven't done any work AGAIN.
I think to myself "I can't wait for summer, all this will be over," but in summer I need to find a job, argh, and if I don't, I'll feel bad because my parents will be irritated/angry at me for it, no matter how hard I try. My parents expect a lot. Also, I really don't want to grow up. Jobs, cars... Scary shit. If I don't get the grades I need for Uni, I think I might die. And I'm really doubting my ability to get said grades.


That's all, folks.