If I can't talk to you, I'm sorry.
If I don't have time to sit down for a chat with anyone of you, I'm sorry for that too.
Today in school all of our teacher introduced us to last week of class - before finalweek next week.
This is the week you stay away from people on campus, when irritation is in the air instead of the rain..
Its last week of the quarter people and I'm right on the edge to jump of a bridge, but I wont, because this is something that hits us every quarter, the last week of the quarter, panicing over shit that needs to be done.

And I have logic to worry about, and that's a pain.. brainpain - on a very high level..

So this week my friends, my future is in my hands and I need to focus 100% on getting the grades that I need and the grades I have been working for, for sooo long now! this is the grande finale and the person who tries to make me feel bad about it will be listed as a person I wont talk to when things calms down after thursday next week, but until then, respect the fact that this is a very critical moment in my academic career, this is the week when me and jeanette survived on ide cream, chips, coffee and cigarettes for one week last year, why it this year comes down to diet coke and crackers.. everything changes, you lock yourself down in the study bubble and while you're in there the rules changes.. food changes.. clothing changes, because during this week there wont be any distracting clothing, or time spent on doing make up, no it's scrubs and messed up hair that would need a wash..
but hair, feet, hands, eyebrows and showers - is something we will take care of after finals! haha.

love, em.