Once again, I seem to have fallen behind on my coursework, homework and revision, despite the fact that I had a day off last week in order to catch up.
Actually, now that I mention that, I'm thinking about it logically. Why did my mother let me have that day off? All that hard work was completely insignificant, I was beating my head against a brick wall in vain. And now life seems even more bleak and dissatisfying.
So because I took that day off, yes, I caught up on my physics, art, drama-and-everything-else coursework, BUT, I missed out on five very significant lessons in school which means that I'm lacking in those areas now instead.
Bloody hell.
So basically, I've come to the conclusion that it's pointless trying to keep up. Because you're never going to.
But because I'm such a lovely teenager who's been molded to the walls shaped by society, I have a sickening obligation to keep trying. To keep meeting other people's demands. Yes, all regardless of the very depressing knowledge that as I continue to work, I'm chipping away at my own sanity. That's life. As my dear friend Mimilicious (it's a nickname, thankfully, but I bet somewhere out there an idiot has named their child that) has once said to me "Life's a bitch, then you die."
Wise words.
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