So I just got finished bawling on the phone to my mum not 20 minutes ago. And I don't even know why. I'm completely and utterly at the end of my proverbial rope, and there is no easily definable reason for it. I just know that I'm tired of university and I want to go home.
But I can't. Unfortunately, I have a final tomorrow night and a lab exam on thursday. Then I can go home. Still doesn't help the fact that I was basically crying for half an hour, and then was seen by Adam in my full puffy-eyed, red-faced glory. Great. Whatever.
I am now in SUB, and will hopefully commence studying for history at any moment. Really, I'm just praying for divine intervention or a strategically placed lightning bolt for tomorrow night, but as neither of those options seems likely, I ought to get down to the studying. Woot.
So much for a better year.
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hang in there Mare; If we managaed IB, we can manage university.
-H
Okay. So people get impatient when Mare doesn't post, but how come no one posts any comments? Get with the program ppl!!
-H
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