One who fails = failure

Well James just gave me the title. Uh...what happened today? Hmm...well I dunno. Now I should be revising for a Soc. test that I've known about for like...a week maybe? And I haven't revised yet. And now I have the test...first lesson tomorrow? And I have like...three hours to learn it all. Since I did so incredibly mind-numbinlgy badly on the history test (why am I the only one who gave a shit about that? I'm me. I'm not meant to get bad marks. Especially not in history, which I thought I was good at, which is why this is such a big deal) I have learnt that revising is a good idea.
I knew I had a crap day ahead of me when I left today, but Jeebus. I did NOT need the 15 out of 35 history test to contend with as soon as I was in the classroom. Jeebus. That just depressed the hell out of me.
So...Soc. first lesson. That was crap. Uh...German second. Also crap. Break...nothing happened. Ugh, who cares? There were lessons, they were shit. There was lunch, it was shit. I cannot be bothered with this anymore. Might delete all my blogs. But I might just happy-make them...or make them all happy.