Stress

I have been acting crazy these past few days. I eat at night and laugh and chatter to my roommate although at the back of my mind was the nagging feeling that I should stop immediately and do my homework.

The stress is getting down on me. The semester has just started and I am feeling the pressure to finish up assignments and conduct more interviews. I think I can never make it far in my career, not at this rate. All I ever wanted was a simple life, preferably in the cottage with a small garden and no jobs, except for going to events and having fun.

I cant multi-task and I procastinate too much. Yesterday, I spent my entire night writing a story that could be finished earlier...if I only could sit down and write. I dont know what it is about me, but DAMN IT, Im going to graduate, DAMN IT, I SWEAR with a FREAKING 3.6. Shit you! I knew it was the stress and the astrology book that has been playing with my mind.

I need my concentration BACK! NOW!

Let the wind blow away my depression and bring me back to reality. Shit! Damn it. I hate reality, I knew storybooks were there for a reason.