Hello, I feel like shit because I wasn't expecting to come home to a wrecked poster, a wet planner, an angry sister, and a frustrated mother when I am tired as fuck and feel like eating people alive. The stress is taking its toll on me and putting in as much effort as I can possibly muster is becoming not only physically draining, but emotionally draining as well. What I need right now is a pat on the back and maybe a nice hug to chase away the worries, not complaints and angry remarks of "You're late in coming home tonight and you're leaving early again tomorrow?!" As if I want any of this. As if I can handle everything on my own. As if what I'm doing isn't for you.
The school year is coming to an end and I'm worried as fuck. There are a still a lot of things to accomplish: Graduation song, SCSP Scrapbook, SCSP video, PE video, Research, Investigatory Project, Filipino project, Computer website, and I'm pretty sure we're also going to have a project in Economics, plus the numerous long tests and scheduled exams. What pisses me off is that most (if not all) of the projects are due on the same freaking week. My group mates and I are going to go through hell for the next few weeks and I am so afraid for all of us. If ever we can't manage to find strength in one another, I am going to crumble down into pieces of useless rubble.
Lord, have mercy.
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