"Like a old rusty drawer with unhappy memories"

I'm getting tired, of most everything. Common tests are approaching, sooner than I'd fathomed. Soon, everyone's going to be burying their heads; in books, notes, assesment books, whatnot. I really hate such scenarios. It's as though all the emulousness permeates the air, it gets all tense-Stifling even.

Well, what can I say? Life sucks. The end.