The 71th Day in Sydney...
I am both mentally and physcially drained right now, extremely drain in fact. Fuck~ ( ‵o′)凸
I only slept for 25 minutes within 2 days. Last time, I felt that my battery was long lasting. But I think I almost died today.
I need to hand in human biology report and psychology essay on the same day, their marks will affect my final results. Using the time left over right now, to do rendering and that close up the entire submission. I was on the verge to give up. I was struggling inside. And I simply know this is not what I want.
I hate last minute work and this is really last last last minute.
I seriously have learnt my lesson. I know this habit of mine irritating myself at times, which is stop trying to confirm the date/time of meet-up more than 24 hours before the event itself or get the work done within 24 hours of deadline. Every time the voice in my head would be relentless in reminding me to to get everything done as soon as possible in my mind so that I wouldn't have it hanging over my head like a heavy cloud, but, that does not come true all the time.
I swear, this is the first time I felt to stressed up and disappointed in myself. What kind of rubbish work am I producing. Even if the lecturers are going to scold me, I'm fine, because I know, I'm seriously too far away from being good. I cannot accept the kind of lousy work I handed in. Sigh ╭(╯3╰)╮
There's nothing that I can do to salvage this situation.
I should stop dwelling on it and work on them.
I miss my bed so much. Good night world~