I totally drenched my exam paper with the sweat of tardiness. It was odd though. I got up early enough, but as usual the train was taking its time to arrive. The skin of my face was glistening as the table was being flooded. The sweat was a combination of the morning humidity and the fact that the heat generated by myself had no escape apertures with which I could of been cooled. Extremely difficult filling in an answer book with a pen when the pen is trying to gain some kind of foot-hold. The more it tries, the more the paper sanctifies itself and becomes holey.
Saturday, 2 December 2000 - 05:29
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