Want to know what goes on in my mind?

Alex: Still haven't study for my tests yet. I'm going to die man
Tim: Do you think you are going to fail?
No.
And why is that so?
Because the facts are all in my head.
Then Why do you need to study then?
I feel guilty! Everybody's studying except me... its feels weird.
And you think not studying will make you get lesser marks even though you can almost recite the book by hard.
Well, not that I can... but close... Not the point. The point is, I'm not studying, and that's why I should be guilty.
I can't help it if you think this why. If it makes you feel so bad, why dpn't you hit the books?
I don't know. Feelings for someone? Computer games? Other books?
Excuses.
There's no need to remind me that. Anyways, I don't know why, but when I see the maid bein tortured by her employer I feel immense sadness and grief and other voices other then you just echoes in my head.
You know why?
Why?
Your mind is like a vase. When you think too much it overflows. Youre not only thinking about that, isn't it?
That's true. I'm also thinking about that person
You know what? That asshole is pissing me off. One more touch and he's toast
You know, some guys like to play rough. He possibly not knowing he's playing circuits in my mind. The hormones still haven't left my mind yet.
Don't get your hopes too high though.
Why shouldn't I?
For goodness sake its damn unnatural, that's for one thing. And for another, if you really like that person, why don't you just tell him?
Remember the last time which I did?
Yes. Not pretty.
So why should I now?
Figures. Better to be friends then ememies, that's your style.
I just hope that i get over this soon. This infratuations is killing me.
I hope you are ready for whats coming.
What?
Tests.
By Fate why do you have to remind me?!
You must know your priorities. goodness you have to succeed. Its in your blood.
I don't care. I want to join dance sport.
To show how bad your are? Anyways you are only interested in the Waltz, and I know you hate to compete in things that you like.
Shit stop saying all my secrets!!!
Whatever.
Oh my goodness the echoes are coming... shutting them...
You'll have to face them someday.
Yeah, one voice at time.
With a person of your mind that'll take forever.
Possibly.
And as long as the voice is not gone, you will not date, and you will not find your mate, and you...
Fuck it.
Fine then.