Why are all the requirements multiplying like rabbits NOW? Seriously, it’s less than two weeks of academics left and there’s a shitload of things to do before the first week of March.
Why can’t I fall asleep like a regular person anymore? These past few weeks, I have been an owl. My eyebags can rival the eyes of an actual owl. It’s not funny.
Why can’t people follow simple instructions like “Please submit the sheets to me tomorrow during recess. I’ll be in my room” ?
Why can’t I draw? My grad ball dress is non-existent. Weee.
Why am I not artistic enough?
Why are my feelings all over the goddamn place? Apparently, all this ~ambivalence~ is contagious. Just ask my classmates.
Why’d you have to say Hi to me the way that you always do?
Why is time not enough now?
Why?
