bad_kitty1818

So its finally Monday, well Friday for me and now I have three days of sleeplessness, stress, anxiety and beating my head against Flash ahead of me. Why does graduation and portfolio have to be such a nightmare that it makes me just want to quit? I find myself waking up each morning and rationalizing it all by telling myself "only 5 more weeks, only 5 more and then freedom, only 5 more..." I simply want this all to be over, to be out of that hell-hole known as the Art Institute and move on. Alas, life does not mold itself to my whims and fancies, instead it tells me to bend over and take it in the ass and then won't even cuddle afterwards at every opportunity available.

Only 5 more weeks... and counting...

And the song quote of the day is:
I've come to understand that bliss
Is quite impossible and if
I'll ever find a way
I'll claim another life

I've come to understand that kiss
Was quite impossible and if
I'll ever find a way
I'll halt the turn of time

"Hooked" by Seabound.