I think it's the hair.

All right, I sounded bloody desperate in the last post, yea?
I'm not.

I'm just tired.
Shit piece fuck, mother fucker cock-sucker tired.
Remember that song?

No witty comebacks,
low energy levels.

Pfft.
It's all got to do with clocking an average of 5 hours
a night.

That's how pathetic.
The heat isn't helping either,
I'm pratically sweating in my underpants at night.

No more sleeping in classes too,
I've got to start paying attention sometime,eh?
The way I see it, with prelims less than a week, I'm going
to need all the help I can get in school.

So what's the cure for the pimples,
the greasy skin,
and the lacklustre mood?

Well, I could pamper myself by sleeping earlier
and as a bonus to combat the heat, I'd go to sleep in my birthday suit.

Yea, probably.

Till then, flashing wide grins, making lame jokes and depending
on that nonchalant shrug and that little wink of the eye should do well to tide me over.

I think I'll have to cut my hair too. Just seems like that mass of hair's
acting as lagging for my head. All the heat from my brain working doesn't
get diffused. No wonder I'm feeling slow.

I'll just have to shave it all off then. Vainity has no place disrupting brilliance.