sadness that only an elephant hug can cure

this weekend has been horrible. recits left and right. 2 hour persons classes everyday, 4 hour crim classes, and me up for recitation in all my classes.

i have failed myself in method. studied like hell only to forget it all when i stood up. so now, i am .08 shy of the passing mark right before the practically-impossible-to-pass finals exam.

and now a rift with the one person who would have understood.

i feel alone. in the middle of piles of readings. and asking myself if it is all worth being this miserable for.

i saw this girl get lifted up into the air by an elephant while she was hanging onto its tusks. and the elephant hugged her with its trunk. it looked extremely comforting. so now i wanna go to thailand.

or

be able to do the goddess workout. like this girl i saw dancing to the beat of bongos. how women can look that beautiful all on their own in a skirt and shirt sans makeup is beyond me. almost nearing 23 and still a long way to go.

aren't sunday mornings supposed to be wonderfully lazy?

i feel this pressure to do all these things that i know i cannot.

apart from the already existing pressure to finish my recit reviewer for tomorrow's 3 hour consti block. and as professor sison says, i'm on board.

hooboy.