It's not my filthy room that's annoying me it's not having time to relax and fix my room that's fucking with me. I want a break and I can't get it. It just won't fucking be over. Fucking practicals till 28th and after that fucking academy to study for the fucking medical entrance examinations. Three more fucking months of waking up at 7 and studying till 12 then coming back home and studying some fucking more for other tests. I'm on my wits end.
I need a fucking break. Fucking deadlines. I need to clean my fucking room. I just don't know how to fucking clean it. It's so much fucking work. Have to rearrange my books, clean three months worth of dust up, get the carpet out, clean the fucking floors and throw out all the crappy shit I have accumulated over the years. I just want to sweep everything away. I don't want to see anything on the shelves because in near future, I won't see my trophies there I'll see objects that I don't have time to dust. That's how fucked I feel. Fucking time. I am so not fucking fond of my life right now.
Always panicking. WHEN WILL THIS FUCKING STATE OF RESTLESSNESS GO AWAY? I'm so sick of not living my life.
And I need to fucking clean my room.
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