It's that time of the university semester. Everything is due. All at once. Once means right now.
I might pass out with fear. I think I already failed my French grammar test. It was so terrible. I hate failing. It makes me so sad. I try not to fail, but maaaaan French is sooo bad. I can't wait to drop it.
I'm already looking forward... I want to plan my timetable for next year and begin re-enrolling at uni already... but I just have to focus and get through the next two weeks first.
I might pass out with fear. I think I already failed my French grammar test. It was so terrible. I hate failing. It makes me so sad. I try not to fail, but maaaaan French is sooo bad. I can't wait to drop it.
I'm already looking forward... I want to plan my timetable for next year and begin re-enrolling at uni already... but I just have to focus and get through the next two weeks first.
ARGHHHH.
I need a hug.
I need a hug.
As a side note, I also need a hug because today in anthropology class we had to watch baby chickens be force fed poison and subsequently die. I'm disturbed by this very much. To counter-act this, I'm going to add a picture of live baby chickens.
I feel a bit better now.
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