tick tock

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The mouse ran up the clock.
The clock struck one,
The mouse ran down!
Hickory Dickory Dock.

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The bird looked at the clock,
The clock struck two 2,
Away she flew,
Hickory Dickory Dock

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The dog barked at the clock,
The clock struck three 3,
Fiddle-de-dee,
Hickory Dickory Dock!

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The bear slept by the clock,
The clock struck four 4,
He ran out the door,
Hickory Dickory Dock!

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The bee buzzed round the clock,
The clock struck five 5,
She went to her hive,
Hickory Dickory Dock!

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The hen pecked at the clock,
The clock struck six 6,
Oh, fiddle-sticks,
Hickory Dickory Dock!

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The cat ran round the clock,
The clock struck seven 7,
She wanted to get 'em,
Hickory Dickory Dock!

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The horse jumped over the clock,
The clock struck eight 8,
He ate some cake,
Hickory Dickory Dock!

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The cow danced on the clock,
The clock struck nine 9,
She felt so fine,
Hickory Dickory Dock!

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The pig oinked at the clock,
The clock struck ten 10,
She did it again,
Hickory Dickory Dock!

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The duck quacked at the clock
The clock struck eleven 11,
The duck said 'oh heavens!'
Hickory Dickory Dock!

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The mouse ran up the clock
The clock struck noon
He's here too soon!
Hickory Dickory Dock!

Well the full poem is waaaay long, but you get the point if you even just read the last verse. Tick tock, tick tock and all too soon the day has come to an end after a series of mundane tasks. EXAMS are approaching. Bloomin, ruddy, stinkin, jammy exams. Feel free to substitute any of those first 4 words of the previous sentence to something more foul and unspeakable in your head. I've started viewing this set of exams as the monster from my nightmares. Not that I ever had a particular monster. My dreams never contain monsters which become objects of ridicule in the morning. They're always a bit too freakishly akin to real life to be laughable. Vivid.

Thankfully I've not had any dreams about actual exams. *shudder* Yet in truth, complete truth, I must admit that it isn't really the exams that are bothering me. Its the million and one other tiny things which I refuse to be distracted by but my refusal is of no use. If I don't do the task, I suffer Guilt. Yes, Guilt the proper noun.

Oh Jeshu, I really ought to just get out more and hope the sunshine cures me. Literally. Haha. I'm referring to the vitamin D deficiency! On that jolly note, TTFN