So I just got into CHEM7L and I'm not sure if I'm happy or sad, but right now, it's kind of a negative feeling. See, I should be happy because I finally got this class that I NEED and has extremely long waitlists with almost no chance of getting in, but I didn't want to get it so that I could continue taking physics with the decent professor whose name sounds like a Pokemon. Why not both? I don't think I can handle it with Ochem and Math stacked on top. Even if I drop ASL, that's 4 core classes that each require a lot of time. Poops. Oh, school.

Then Tua Cu was talking to me and told me to relax. Of all things, that's the best way to study. & I told him that I could never relax. That I was always worried. He told me to be confident. But I never am. That's not me. No matter how hard I've studied, there's always more I could have done. & I love all of you who have such faith in me but I can't see it. Realistically, I don't have faith in myself. I try to; I really do. But it's hard to relax. Especially when you feel like you're carrying the weight of your world on your shoulders. See and I can't even begin to think of myself because there's so many people out there more unfortunate, dealing with so much more problems and troubles that I can't even begin to imagine. So my life? It's really nothing compared to them.

Aye, I hate this. I hate going in circles, arguing with myself. I never get anywhere.
& I don't like talking to people because I feel like I'm whining and throwing myself a pity party.
So I blog. Herro there.
Maybe I'll look back one day and laugh about how silly I was. Okay, optimism.
I'm going to force myself to push the "Publish" button before I Ctrl+A and press delete again.

& ready, set, go.