I'm getting spread WAYYYY to thin. Which is definitely the story of my life every semester. I assume too many responsibilities, sometimes because i feel obligated to -- like if I don't do it, it won't get done. And other times, it's because I genuinely want to. But the fact of the matter is, at the end of the day -- I end up running myself into a ditch.
Exactly what i'm feeling at this moment? Like a chicken running around with it's head cut off. What's the point if I'm just going to die in the end anyway?
I'm overwhelmed... where's my jelly!
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