Overwhelmed
Woot, overwhelmed by life. Who knew it could be so freaking complicated.
Clarence died. I've got to figure out all this crap for school about taking and underload and reduced tuition and actually signing up for classes and finding a housemate. Plus I have to write that paper for D. Sacks. Arg.
I just feel like a totally flake/idiot etc. And my dog is sick. Crap.
Clarence died. I've got to figure out all this crap for school about taking and underload and reduced tuition and actually signing up for classes and finding a housemate. Plus I have to write that paper for D. Sacks. Arg.
I just feel like a totally flake/idiot etc. And my dog is sick. Crap.