My inadequacy knows no bounds

[anti_cyclone]

I am despairing at the amount of stuff I need to get done before break is over. And also at the piles of papers and random crap that cover every available surface. The Professor is helping me sort some of it out, which makes me feel horribly guilty. But it's true that I am grateful for the help, and also for the cooking he's been doing.

I get to go to the dentist again tomorrow. This is no way to spend a break.

I want to run far, far away from school, and never look back. Why the hell did I think any of this was a good idea?