57. The Jealousy

It isn't time for hell week just yet. Finals is still a month away. But right now, it feels like it was hell week for me. I have a lot to do- an article for the weekly report, reaction paper on a film we watched in my history class, a report paper for an experiment we did in my bio class, and a poem I have to write (in Japanese!) in my Foreign Language class, and all are due on Friday. It's already Tuesday and I'm starting to panic. It was like all of them agreed to make me suffer this week.

I know it isn't just me. Life in college is pretty much like this but god, this is making me crazy.

"Did you sleep at all?" Taylor asked. It's 7 in the morning and she just woke up. While me, well, I was awake since 3 am. After class yesterday, I did my article for the weekly report, which serves as my attendance for the meeting since I didn't go to the office. I still wasn't able to finish it so I thought I'd finish it later after class.

After it, I ate my dinner (which was bought by Taylor) and