So I'm such a major stress case piece of crap.
I don't know wtf my problem is.
Honestly. Its crazy.
Im at school all day every fucking day,
then I go home and do homework till fuckin 11pm.
And I'm still like "Ahhh I must have more I should be doing but I'm passing out!!!"
I'm a horrible, hooorrible over-achiever when it comes to school.
I'm obsessed with being perfect in everything...
which... when you're taking 8 courses requires ALOT of time. ALOOOT.
Particularly the goddamn french course I'm taking.
I have to read Candide by Voltaire, but it is like the equivalent of reading shakespeare in english when english is your second language.
Just when my french got to a level where I can actually do everyday activities using it... and I have perfect comprehension when people speak, and when I read the newspaper and such... They make me do this crazy bastardly shit.
I'm probably going to Quebec for the weekend, with my boyfriend, so he can see his parents.
For me its so I can just escape this craziness for awhile, and hopefully relax.
Except.. well his parents are french...
So then I get to stress about that all weekend.
I always mix fucking feminine and masculin pronoms up. And apparently french people find this hilarious.
I know they don't judge me, and any attempt I make at speaking in french they will be super happy....
But the stress, THE STRESS.
And I really need to clean my place before i put a bullet in my head.
Ugh.
Anyways, I have class at 1 so I must start homeworking again.
I don't know wtf my problem is.
Honestly. Its crazy.
Im at school all day every fucking day,
then I go home and do homework till fuckin 11pm.
And I'm still like "Ahhh I must have more I should be doing but I'm passing out!!!"
I'm a horrible, hooorrible over-achiever when it comes to school.
I'm obsessed with being perfect in everything...
which... when you're taking 8 courses requires ALOT of time. ALOOOT.
Particularly the goddamn french course I'm taking.
I have to read Candide by Voltaire, but it is like the equivalent of reading shakespeare in english when english is your second language.
Just when my french got to a level where I can actually do everyday activities using it... and I have perfect comprehension when people speak, and when I read the newspaper and such... They make me do this crazy bastardly shit.
I'm probably going to Quebec for the weekend, with my boyfriend, so he can see his parents.
For me its so I can just escape this craziness for awhile, and hopefully relax.
Except.. well his parents are french...
So then I get to stress about that all weekend.
I always mix fucking feminine and masculin pronoms up. And apparently french people find this hilarious.
I know they don't judge me, and any attempt I make at speaking in french they will be super happy....
But the stress, THE STRESS.
And I really need to clean my place before i put a bullet in my head.
Ugh.
Anyways, I have class at 1 so I must start homeworking again.
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slow down !!!!
Have a good time doll
xx