Fatigued, overworked. It's so tempting to give up.
It somehow became my job to delegate the work for my Biomolecules assignment. It wasn't bad at all, actually, I kind of enjoyed it. Somebody had to do it, and I made sure my e-mail to the group didn't sound too glum.
I am, however, glum as can be. I will be turning 19 in about 20 days, and I am not the least bit prepared. I'm dreading the release of my exam results, for I am pretty sure I'll do quite badly. Very badly indeed. The nightmare of school will then start all over again in a dreadful routine, a never-ending workload and new things to learn. It's at times like these I wish I'd go crazy, for people who are mad are oblivious to the fact. Ignorance is bliss.
I shall spend tomorrow catching up on sleep, doing my assignment, learning the choir piece and painting a shirt. Have these strange urges to do large canvas paintings, draw anatomy and bake.
Bought my first two pairs of skinny jeans today. Am I swakoo? :D
It somehow became my job to delegate the work for my Biomolecules assignment. It wasn't bad at all, actually, I kind of enjoyed it. Somebody had to do it, and I made sure my e-mail to the group didn't sound too glum.
I am, however, glum as can be. I will be turning 19 in about 20 days, and I am not the least bit prepared. I'm dreading the release of my exam results, for I am pretty sure I'll do quite badly. Very badly indeed. The nightmare of school will then start all over again in a dreadful routine, a never-ending workload and new things to learn. It's at times like these I wish I'd go crazy, for people who are mad are oblivious to the fact. Ignorance is bliss.
I shall spend tomorrow catching up on sleep, doing my assignment, learning the choir piece and painting a shirt. Have these strange urges to do large canvas paintings, draw anatomy and bake.
Bought my first two pairs of skinny jeans today. Am I swakoo? :D
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