Drowning in a tsunami of assignments; floundering in a pool of worries and desperation. History is repeating itself – this is an uncannily similar reflection of what happened last year in term 2. Mountains of backload work and a crazy avalanche of new ones, coupled with the whole slew of tests which I would very much want to do well in.

As much as I feel super done in, I am trying very hard to convince myself that I AM NOT STRESSED. I know that if I don't, those (weird) anxiety attack things will strike once again, with those scary spaces of time spent in seemingly depressed states. This is not particularly desirable straight after weeks of moodiness. The last thing I need is another one of those 'pick one: knife or cake' dilemmas again to feel better.

Sometimes I really don't know why I do this to myself. Why can't I be prompt with my work and with my revision? It will save much stressing out and perpetually eradicate the root cause of this vexation.

Ok no use getting mad at myself at this point. Just very struck today by the sudden realisation of the insane workload I have. Returning from a 'long' weekend, there has been much expectation from teachers for work to be completed and turned in, and for files to be in tip top condition, and turned in, as well. Well can we just face it right now, ONE EXTRA DAY HAS NOT BEEN ENOUGH TO CLEAR ALL THAT WORK! (esp when you have a bimbo friend celebrating her 16th birthday and you have to see to her stupid gift toooo ugh! – side note: very happy that pei ling loved the gift, all that money sweat time and effort! side side note: in fact, I even skipped her party to stay at home to clear assignments! booo!) 

I've just been all nerves today feeling incredibly perturbed and bugged by the amount of stuff I still have to get down to. What more, the Lit test and Chem test are next week (emaths too!), and really want to do well for this 2 especially. But how is that going to be possible, if I barely have anything to sit down and consolidate and revise? (bwahahha and I'm sitting her typing this, smart move vanessa!)

But I know I will get down to it all eventually, after I seethe and vent and wallow in a horrid mix of self-pity and self-hatred and self-annoyance. I should get down to my R&J essay plans, and need to sought out that unseen poem too (group work has zero benefits when your partner is just as weak as you at the subject! shall plead mrs fern for help!) Today shall be a very LIT night (I don't mind I like lit) although I know I am going to hate myself for doing this at some point considering the amount of Amaths assignments that need to be done as well as all the SPA skill 3 worksheets, and not forgetting geog! Oh welllll...

Unmotivated. Disorganised. Lack of focus. Lack of discipline.
ok I AM STRESSSEEEDDDD.

Drowning in a tsunami of assignments; floundering in a pool of worries and desperation. History is repeating itself – this is an uncannily similar reflection of what happened last year in term 2. Mountains of backload work and a crazy avalanche of new ones, coupled with the whole slew of tests which I would very much want to do well in.

As much as I feel super done in, I am trying very hard to convince myself that I AM NOT STRESSED. I know that if I don't, those (weird) anxiety attack things will strike once again, with those scary spaces of time spent in seemingly depressed states. This is not particularly desirable straight after weeks of moodiness. The last thing I need is another one of those 'pick one: knife or cake' dilemmas again to feel better.

Sometimes I really don't know why I do this to myself. Why can't I be prompt with my work and with my revision? It will save much stressing out and perpetually eradicate the root cause of this vexation.

Ok no use getting mad at myself at this point. Just very struck today by the sudden realisation of the insane workload I have. Returning from a 'long' weekend, there has been much expectation from teachers for work to be completed and turned in, and for files to be in tip top condition, and turned in, as well. Well can we just face it right now, ONE EXTRA DAY HAS NOT BEEN ENOUGH TO CLEAR ALL THAT WORK! (esp when you have a bimbo friend celebrating her 16th birthday and you have to see to her stupid gift toooo ugh! – side note: very happy that pei ling loved the gift, all that money sweat time and effort! side side note: in fact, I even skipped her party to stay at home to clear assignments! booo!) 

I've just been all nerves today feeling incredibly perturbed and bugged by the amount of stuff I still have to get down to. What more, the Lit test and Chem test are next week (emaths too!), and really want to do well for this 2 especially. But how is that going to be possible, if I barely have anything to sit down and consolidate and revise? (bwahahha and I'm sitting her typing this, smart move vanessa!)

But I know I will get down to it all eventually, after I seethe and vent and wallow in a horrid mix of self-pity and self-hatred and self-annoyance. I should get down to my R&J essay plans, and need to sought out that unseen poem too (group work has zero benefits when your partner is just as weak as you at the subject! shall plead mrs fern for help!) Today shall be a very LIT night (I don't mind I like lit) although I know I am going to hate myself for doing this at some point considering the amount of Amaths assignments that need to be done as well as all the SPA skill 3 worksheets, and not forgetting geog! Oh welllll...

Unmotivated. Disorganised. Lack of focus. Lack of discipline.
ok I AM STRESSSEEEDDDD.