My rapid descent to the level of a madwoman
Urgh. I really don't think I have the smarts or the time-management skills to handle four classes. Well, technically I have five...but that one doesn't count. I'm sick of juggling. I just want to drop all the balls and simply give up.
*I'm wired on coffee and I'm finding it quite difficult to type.
I have this strange sensation of wanting to laugh and cry at the same time. My head is all confused so I'm doing neither.
I was driving to the florist to order a bouquet earlier and my face started to twitch.
I think that what I really need at this point is for someone to hold my hand and guide me through the rest of the quarter. Someone who'll make sure that I come out okay in the end. At this point in my life, that's not going to happen. What I really need to do is take charge of my life and learn how to care for myself on my own.
I'm have more to write but I'm going to stop right here for the time being. I'm so shaky and spastic right now that I keep making all sorts of typos. It takes forever to get through one sentence.
Until later...