Mild pre-exams crisis
Jun. 5th, 2007 11:18 pmOkay, so Botany went well, despite the fact that I didn't get a wink of sleep last night - too anxious, plus other stuff going on... But I discovered I wasn't the only sleepless one when I got to school. :p
Don't think I stayed up studying, though. I was either online or trying to sleep and failing. I only took another look at my book this morning on the train to school.
I've been going through crazy psychological ups and downs lately. There are moments when all I want to do is curl in my bed, go to sleep and wake up when the exam period will be over. THIS is the cause of everything, I say. Joy of joys, it starts on Thursday, 14 and I still haven't even made up my mind about which tests to take :S (Well, I know more or less but there are a couple of subjects I'm still hazy about.)
It's gonna be something like 8 tests. Curse these sit-ins, messing the exam periods up.
Also, I've started to feel a bit uncomofortable around my friends, because it feels like all I do is whine lately and I'm afraid they'll get sick of me. Especially those who have been my shelters during the biggest depression crises. They insist, of course, that I'm not being a burden and that they're happy to listen to me and help me through this, but still.
I'm such a drama queen.
See ya,
Anna.
Don't think I stayed up studying, though. I was either online or trying to sleep and failing. I only took another look at my book this morning on the train to school.
I've been going through crazy psychological ups and downs lately. There are moments when all I want to do is curl in my bed, go to sleep and wake up when the exam period will be over. THIS is the cause of everything, I say. Joy of joys, it starts on Thursday, 14 and I still haven't even made up my mind about which tests to take :S (Well, I know more or less but there are a couple of subjects I'm still hazy about.)
It's gonna be something like 8 tests. Curse these sit-ins, messing the exam periods up.
Also, I've started to feel a bit uncomofortable around my friends, because it feels like all I do is whine lately and I'm afraid they'll get sick of me. Especially those who have been my shelters during the biggest depression crises. They insist, of course, that I'm not being a burden and that they're happy to listen to me and help me through this, but still.
I'm such a drama queen.
See ya,
Anna.