Lately I came to a strange realization that the reason behind a certain behaviour of mine comes with taking an eye for an eye. It's sort of unintentional because it's just convenient to do so with circumstances. I guess when I get thoroughly hurt I also become graceless. Or I already was to begin with.
Anyway. 20 days to finals, 1 more research paper (disgustingly 35%?!) and 1 more presentation (30%??) to go.. Hm feeling surprisingly calm. Have I given up for this sem, I don't know but it sure feels like it. I'm just so sick of school and numb from this whole routine. Trying not to let this interfere with my attempts of making my days wholesome~ With the amount of time you spend telling yourself (and others) how busy you are, you could've baked a fucking pie.
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