mid sem blues
I can't breathe.
I can't juggle my studies. It's too much. All of us were racking our heads for our bio lab reports up until the second we handed in our reports. My Bio lecturer sucks. I went home and crashed and woke up and had an hour left to finish my web test which was due at ten pm. I was panicking and couldn't think but Nick saved my ass and did it for me. Guilty that I didn't do it myself, but at this point in time, I couldn't care less. I'll buy him lunch some day.
I hate giving in and I just did. I hate becoming like another student, having a senior lab report so it's easier to do my own but I just did it. I'm one of them. When it came to the task, I failed.
Aurgh.
I need sleep.
I need to write.
I need to read.
Am I in the wrong course?
I look over at the Mass Comm students and they seem much happier to me.
Am I just lazy?
Have I lost my mojo?
DG is cute =( But people are talking about us and it sucks because I don't want the friendship to be ruined and for all I know, I'm a friend, nothing more. Still, when people say things like "What's your boyfriend's name?" ideas get into my head. Stop it.
I must stop shopping. I bought a bazillion tops, shoes and bags last week alone with three different groups of people. Retail therapy works... for a while.
I miss T. I don't see her often even though we are in the same university.
I miss PK. who's in UK.
I miss Kw. who's stuck in his little medical hole.
I miss Gabe. who's in Aussie.
Why are the people who actually care all so far away?
And then there are those who you want shipped to other countries. Preferably with FedEx.
I must start filing my notes. I must start printing notes.
I miss happy drunken highs.
I wanna shoot my boredself during the holiday when I was whining about there was nothing to dooooo. Shut up you. Happy now? There are tons of stuff to do and you haven't started any of them.
I can't juggle my studies. It's too much. All of us were racking our heads for our bio lab reports up until the second we handed in our reports. My Bio lecturer sucks. I went home and crashed and woke up and had an hour left to finish my web test which was due at ten pm. I was panicking and couldn't think but Nick saved my ass and did it for me. Guilty that I didn't do it myself, but at this point in time, I couldn't care less. I'll buy him lunch some day.
I hate giving in and I just did. I hate becoming like another student, having a senior lab report so it's easier to do my own but I just did it. I'm one of them. When it came to the task, I failed.
Aurgh.
I need sleep.
I need to write.
I need to read.
Am I in the wrong course?
I look over at the Mass Comm students and they seem much happier to me.
Am I just lazy?
Have I lost my mojo?
DG is cute =( But people are talking about us and it sucks because I don't want the friendship to be ruined and for all I know, I'm a friend, nothing more. Still, when people say things like "What's your boyfriend's name?" ideas get into my head. Stop it.
I must stop shopping. I bought a bazillion tops, shoes and bags last week alone with three different groups of people. Retail therapy works... for a while.
I miss T. I don't see her often even though we are in the same university.
I miss PK. who's in UK.
I miss Kw. who's stuck in his little medical hole.
I miss Gabe. who's in Aussie.
Why are the people who actually care all so far away?
And then there are those who you want shipped to other countries. Preferably with FedEx.
I must start filing my notes. I must start printing notes.
I miss happy drunken highs.
I wanna shoot my boredself during the holiday when I was whining about there was nothing to dooooo. Shut up you. Happy now? There are tons of stuff to do and you haven't started any of them.