my 7-day cycle of weekly torment has finally come to a temporary halt. time to take a breather and perhaps look back on the significant wastage of time spent playing wow and waiting on that certain someone. in retrospect, all that remorse builds up over the week and hits you right smack in the nose 7 days later. have got 2 major tests coming up and a goddamn individual presentation the week after next. am already pee-ing in my pants 10 days in advance ... talk abt weak bladder control. was given approximately a week to come up with a product/idea to market to an uninterested audience. i havent come up with didley squat, and the deadline fer our proposals is tmr. i swear, the sole purpose of school is just to send me on countless guilt trips to hell and back.
i'm well aware my signature attitude towards sch is nothing new to many of you.