rocknload | i found some peace tonight, grit my teeth. (Reply)

Oh, geez, going home apparently requires me take every goddamn textbook I own, and since I only have this shitty shoulder bag and I have to walk about a fucking mile—I'm not happy. I've got two tests today, one of which I haven't studied for and as for the other, I won't be happy with anything less than a hundred percent. Either I'm allergic to the approaching month of February or I've caught another cold, I have a sore throat, headache, freaky sores all over the inside of my mouth, and a runny nose—actually, no, there's a difference between having a runny nose and having your sinuses constantly draining some bizarre fluid that isn't snot into your face. TMI? I don't care. I'm ninety percent certain that something's going to go wrong in my carefully planned schedule and I'll miss the 430 to Phoenix, which means I'm going to end up waiting in the Greyhound station for four, count 'em, four hours, while I wait for the next bus, my father waits in Phoenix, and I fail the previously mentioned webquiz, the one I haven't studied for. It closes at midnight and if I don't get to my house before then, I can't take it!

I'm a little stressed out, right now.