Stress Overload
College has never been this crazy or maybe it has but it's been a while since I feel this crazy. Thank God that our assignments were all due last week (and I successfully completed 'em!) and tests are all done. Finally, I have some time to catch up with my breath.But wait, I can't really relax yet. Guess what?
Finals.
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Next week.
Yes.
I don't need any more reminder of how I have been spending my time wrongfully. Because the truth is, I am very much aware of that. I still let it be.
A big blow to my face. What have I done during lectures, tutorials and free time? Mostly nothing. Good job, Ana. Now, I just feel like huddling up in a corner, crying the night away. Imprisoned by my own recklessness. Goooood job. Anyone feeling like slapping me? No, you can't slap me. That's going to be battery. *Sometimes I don't understand why I even try to joke, I mean, looking at the past the amount of dry jokes that've been coming out of my mouth.. Helpless.
I still have time to do those readings. But heck, it's going to be HELL. It's funny how we always say that we're never going to do this ever again, we regret procrastinating etc and yet, the same thing happens over and over again. Like hey, haven't you learnt your lesson? I know I haven't. Shame.
Many times I hate myself for allowing myself to think that I've been doing nothing. That's a mistake actually. Of course I'm busy with stuff, it's just that the time is not utilized properly. Meaning, I plan to spend some hours on A but end up doing B more. I like planning but I never follow my plans. Going carefree, bebeh!
Ciao, mi amor.
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