I'm currently feeling utmost perplexed about my current situation:
I haven't got the modules I wish to take this semester. I'll probably die from exhaustion in the next few semesters if this continues, or until I get those freaking modules. This system is driving me nuts.
My purse strings are schizophrenic. One moment I'm in a spending mood, and the other I'll be silently bemoaning my receding account balance. I wonder if I had really worked for the past few months, or has the money silently dripped out of my wallet. Shucks.
And I just feel like absolute crap... And I've never felt like this in such a long time...
The train ride home yesterday was an emotional struggle. I had to hold back those overwhelming feelings of nostalgia forming in my throat, and fight back those ugly tears of despair and slight regret. And here I go again.
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