Ink On My Thumbs

What else am I meant to do?


I've got a speech to present next Monday.
I've got a project to hand in next Friday.
And I've got an assignment to present next next Monday.
I've hardly made any progress on any of it.  This is what I mean by 'Shit. My life is scrwed.'
I've got ink on my thumbs from when I was trying to do something for my project. I've got a stupid vice in my head going " HURRY UP! DO YOUR WORK! YOU WON'T FINISH IT ON TIME!". It won't stop bugging me, but I don't think I'll be able to finish everything. Why-oh-why did I volunteer to present mine first on Monday? Should've gone for Wednesday or Thursday. A much better time.


But I guess life is life. And you can't do anything about it.  You can't travel back in time - although i desparately wish I could. Life is going to keep shooting darts at you and you can't slow down to have a rest because you'll get hit - badly. I'm still running like a wild deer gone delirious, still thinking I'm being chased. If only I could feel the wind in my hair, rushing against my face. That would be the feeling of being free. But in the meantime, I'm trapped inside a stuffy room doing work, blogging, and listening to Moves Like Jagger.


LOVE CHRISTINA AGUILERA VOICE. So silky smooth. <3 <3 <3 Listening to her voice for past gazillion hours and still not sick of it.


When in doubt, listen to Moves Like Jagger. It's my turn now.

Crap

Crap crap crap crap crappppp............

School is so frekkin hard. I can't believe that I'm up to my 3- YES 3RD - assignment for this term. :(((((

Shit. No time to blog, no time to live. Damn I am not gonna get it done in time. SHIT

CRAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

Stufffffffffffffffffffffffff. I have nothing to enjoy in my life. I am so frekkin screwed and i feel so busy and tight in schedule. I hate being in an OC classsssss . SOOOO FREKKIN GAY.

Goodbye and SHIT.