Unbearable

I dont want to work anymore.

IM TIRED. I'm shaking. I'm forgetting my other responsibilities.

Damn it. Kill me.

Anyway.

The literary portal is OVER.

Thank God.

I don't want to be responsible for the class anymore.

I never want to do that again. Not with certain people like "them" in there. I mean, gawddemmit, for every time someone snapped at me I just couldn't handle the pressure of not being able to handle their anger.

It was so frustrating knowing that you don't have control over things.

But disregarding those two semi-breakdowns during the making of this incredibly EXPENSIVE, POINTLESS, and STRESSFUL project, our portal came out great. The props were great, the actors were great, and... it's not the best, but it was better than expected.

But hey, when was the last time I got a perfect score with groups that don't exactly cooperate under my leadership? Never.

Life's cruel that way.

I'm not cut out for this leadership crap. But I wont mind being the over-worked leader's assistant XD. I think that may be my true calling. hahaha!

Anyway.

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Lord, no more breakdowns please?

I don't think my pride can take it any longer.

Also, no more major group projects either.

Help me keep myself together, composed, and less worried. Or make me care less about certain things.

Maybe I'm just too used to being happy o___o.

Gawsh. I never knew it would be ever be so bad... o__o

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Wee :). I finally got my soda ^^

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I'm sh!t tired. My knees are shaking everytime I stand and my feet throb when I sit down.

Okay.

Procrastination sucks.

I hate fourth year.

No... school sucks and I hate that too.