The night before hell week starts, literally minutes before the day of my first couple of finals I find myself pulled into a conversation (not so much) with my abuji that somehow but inevitably ends up being about me, the things I do and my future. Great timing like always. Exams start tomorrow and ...... "Don't fuck up your life now!" It's just great to have pressure on top of pressure ya know? Before, my mind was going, "fuckfuckfuckfuckity imsoscrewed" and now "FUCKITYFUCKMYLIFE".
Ugh
how why am I such a mess?
I was already getting to that point today where I just felt so sick of studying which really sucks. Guess I'll make up for it by gunnin' through the night. No way I'm going to make it all the way but for the most part. Ugh. Truly scared for socio but saying that wont help anything.
~Toodles.
