It’s finally come true! A breather! But then again, it feels like an uneasy one; like the calm before a storm. Wait, let me correct myself - it IS the calm before the storm. I can already foresee myself being tossed about violently on the raging seas. Essential to turn into a mermaid to survive.
For the past few days, I’ve felt like I can’t even breathe because of work. No wait, actually, I still have lots to do but at least it isn’t memorizing notes anymore. It’s doing research, taking photographs, writing papers, more research, and speech presentations.
I felt like I was going to explode, really. I couldn’t even afford to click on the Tumblr bookmark I placed on my bookmark toolbar. The only reason I accessed Facebook was because I had to discuss projects online. The only reason I went out taking photos is because it’s for Photojournalism. Every week, there is one assignment due and each time I see my classmates’ awesome photographs, I feel like I should just dig a hole and bury my head inside.
Can the university please just declare a holiday right now? Pretty please with cherries on top?
School has been swamping me with work and I can hardly relax at all. Did recess week even happen? Was I dreaming? It felt more like a regular school week… talk about getting cheated. Thanks so much.