HOLY SH*T
Its that time again, lets freak the f*ck out, do no work and then feel anxious for the rest of the evening. Man, why do I always feel so behind on everything. I put so much goddamn pressure on myself that no matter how much work I complete, its never f*cking enough. Therapy wont start until Feb. which means I don't really have someone to tell me in just the right way to chill the f*ck out.
Could be a Bangladeshi boy in a sweatshop so I suppose I cant complain.