So today has been both good and bad for a lot of reasons and I can't quite put my finger around this feeling in my chest. I can't explain it. It's a mixture of guilt, apprehension, disgust, contentment, happiness, fear, hope, and overbearing anxiety. Today was a rollercoaster ride that I do not want to go through ever again, even though there were parts wherein I was happy and in high spirits (but only because I was with some of the best people).
Christmas break starts in three days but with this massive pile of school work, I have an inkling this break won't seem like a break at all. We have our investigatory project in Physics, Chapters 2 & 3 of our English Research Paper (including interviews with three different people WHAT THE HELL), polishing of the damn graduation song, and a project in Economics. Plus preparation for exams. Senior year is the shit and I mean that in the worst way possible. Joy and I originally planned that we would start working on the book during Christmas break (making of the cover, advertising, going to the bookbinding place, etc.) but I don't think we'll have time for that anymore. Heck, we probably won't even have time for ourselves.
On the contrary, to the stupid stranger who hit on me with a sexual innuendo, I sincerely hope from the bottom of my heart that all your clothes will be forever wrinkled.
Good night, I have to wrap gifts tomorrow (I am also officially broke).
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