My life is currently a big ball of blah...

I wish I just had something to do that I didn't hate.

I am generally happy, I am just running out of patience with all this nothingness.

Sigh...

 

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Good golly Miss Molly!  I am about to have an anxiety attack.  I feel the muscles in my back and neck cramping and screaming at me to get away from the computer.  I see my face turning into a mess of stress and anger at incompetent and overbearing professors.  I feel my heart beating faster as it struggles to keep up with my brain which is trying to run faster than any machine or computer ever could.  My whole self is wanting to die...or just crawl into bed for a few weeks. Finals must be here. 
I am sick of people who treat me like crap, and I am sick of caring so much.  I am sick of working myself to death to further my fellow men when no fellows of mine are helping me.  I am tired, I am annoyed, I am exhausted, I am irritated, I am angry, I am indifferent, I am done.