Ugh.

Blah blah uni-related angst. Too much work, behind on everything, not smart enough for these classes etc. etc. Why did I sign up for seven classes when I know it's too much work for me?

My glasses don't fit right. I think I fell asleep on them at some point and shmushed the frames slightly and I have no idea how to fix them but it's getting on my nerves.

I have Sunday off for the holiday (the only concession we get for this fake, fake, super-not-counting holiday) which means MOAR WORK and also MOAR CHORES and wah wah I am a big old whiner. I've complained so much this semester even I can't stand to listen to myself anymore. But I need shoes possibly even more than I need to hand in all my assignments on time, or to sleep late.

Somebody please remind me that chemistry last year was a million times worse.