Dear Diary,
How's it going? Because me? I’m hanging by a thread over here. Midterm season has arrived, it feels like they took "stress" and turned it up a notch. Like, who thought it would be a good idea to schedule three exams back-to-back?
at this point, I'm just waiting for the exams to start chasing me.If I don’t somehow manage to pass these exams, I’ll have to change my name, move to a different country, and maybe start a new life as a shepherd in the Swiss Alps just so my parents would not find me.
Now, here’s the fun part: I’ve turned into a professional sleeper. Like, I’m basically a sloth at this point getting out of bed is harder than solving a Rubik’s Cube blindfolded.I’ve been trying to study, but my study rate is approximately 1 hour per day and I can’t keep up with the professors at the lectures because, surprise, I’m busy *sleeping* like I’ve been hired by the mattress company for a campaign. Honestly, at this rate, I’m going to show up to my exams with nothing but a pillow and a blanket and a look of complete defeat.
It’s been 4 days of this sleep saga, and I’m pretty sure I’m starting to lose my mind. I keep contemplating banging my head against the nearest wall just to see if I’ll either get a concussion or—dare I dream—a moment of clarity. Either way, I think I could really use a pause longer than my to-do list and a cup of coffee strong enough to keep me from falling asleep mid-study session.
Pray for me, Diary. For I might need a miracle.
Sincerely,
The Sleepy Student