I woke up late. Very late. I took a shower in less than 5 minutes *a record for me*, got dressed, took the iPod and I was out of the house. When I hit ‘play’ on my iPod nothing happened. I pushed the button again. Nothing. It was empty. My music wasn’t there anymore. It must have vanished during the night, I guess, cause when I went to bed it was still there. I wasn’t pretty upset then, but I am now, seeing it’s so hard to find certain albums again. Anyways, it’s not a life-death situation, I will survive even without this song or that song.

I waited from 10 to 15 to get into the exam. It was an oral one and all we had to do was sit next to the teacher while he looked through our projects, sometimes yelled at us, marked page after page with his red pencil and told us we didn’t understand what we were supposed to do and we need to redo the project for next week. It didn’t matter that the seminar teacher told us our projects were OK, it didn’t matter that during the courses he never said he wanted this and that in the project. We tried to explain but he wouldn’t listen. He’s never wrong, you know. How could he be? He’s the teacher. He’s our own personal God. He can’t be wrong. He isn’t.

I cooked some mushrooms today, but except for a sandwich and a bar of chocolate I couldn’t eat a thing. I guess my old food habits are back. I feel like I could live on air and water. Lots of air and lots of water.

And now I have to go and study for the management exam on Friday. I told Mum I would never study economics like she did and that I hated even the thought of it, but here I am, with one economy course/semester. Life really knows how to backstab me. The bitch.

Múm – I’m 9 today (*from the album Yesterday was dramatic, today is OK)