Yesterday should have been the height of my insanity. What with Balane midterms hanging over my head, i.e. 5 units I can't afford to fail lest I risk not graduating with my batch or taking the Bar this year. The latter part is another story. Anyway, yes, yesterday should have borne witness to the worst of my moods, but truth be told, yesterday was fine. But today, ah today, today was hell for me. Nothing happened really. I'm just in a foul mood. I hate the fact that the iron's broken, that I'm gaining weight like there's no tomorrow although I'm not pigging out, that I've apparently lost identity and become someone's keeper (DUH. I SO HATE IT.), that I want to get stinking drunk tonight but I have to be up bright and shiny tomorrow for OLA... I could go on and on.
I want to get my own place, but I can't afford to. I want to lose all the weight I've gained in law school but they're so damned loyal they refuse to leave me even after miles and miles of road covered. I want to go home but I have class. I want to go to Tita Susan's in Baguio and wallow in my misery in pine-scented air while sipping tea from the balcony, but I don't have enough time to make the trip worth the stress and the expense. ARGHHH... I want the ground to swallow me whole and not spit me out til I'm sane again.
