If the question isn't about the decline of relgion in modern society, then I am very very buggered, quite frankly!

The thing that I hate about exams is the teacher-types who wonder aimlessly through the tables. You can tell that what they want more that anything in the world is to catch you cheating, or dropping your pencil or shouting out 'oh no' or anything that makes their sad little job worthwhile. I hate exams, and although I don't get the whole nerves thing I do get really jittery. At work today I found my self completly unable to talk. I was saying things like 'eslater' instead of escalater, 'toli' instead of toliet and 'coyfee' instead of the more commenly used coffee. I think it's because I try and talk to fast in a strange unworldly attempt to make the day go quicker.

Luckily, the exam is a) something I have revised for and b) one of those things where you can walk out if you have finished, although you tend to get a lot of stick from teachers for that. I always find they give to much time.

Ben didn't come home last night. And I stayed up and played Sonic Adventure on the game cube till 2. Sonic adventure was due back at the video shop about four weeks ago. They phoned me and said I have a...(you may want to sit down)...£36 fine!)

Ben always said we would be friends if we break up, but i didnt want it to be like this. I think he hates me..

Hmm...well, wish me luck!

Kxx