It's the first weekend of April, and everything comes down with a bang.
Nike's 20 page report with a complicated array of references, info-gathering, grammer-checking, brain-wringing, and other f* shit.
hp200's emergency correction which includes sentence phrasing
hp202's last minute additions and checks
french's sudden workload of exam-paper-homework and oral preparation
my parent's holiday which leaves me to take care of the house, the housework, the meals.
all to be done by monday??!!??! and it's already sunday???!!!!!!!!?!!
i wish i could scream "stop stressing me", but then it won't be fair (to me and to everyone else)
i. hate. it.
and yet, i won't give up yet.
sigh, happy easter to me