Films, and such.

it's six days to the end of four years,
if you know what i mean.

six days to the Os are over,
six days till the party, supposedly, gets started.

i pretend like it ain't affecting me,
but im stressed out,
tired, although i haven't been studying.

i hate it when my parents, when my sister,
start talking about the Os.
they're concerned, i know.
but fuck,
it's on my mind 24/7.

im scared like hell.
i feel as though i've screwed my Os up.
one paper after another.

people announcing how easy the papers are,
while im somewhat unsure that i've done enough.
done enough to get me what i want.

i can't focus.
my mind's already looking ahead.
prague and czech.
football manager 05.

what's wrong daryl.
what's wrong with you.
four years of lessons.
for three weeks of papers.
and you allowing to go all down the drain.
one drop at a time.

six days.
someone, please guide me.

the best and take care.