stressssssssssssssssssssssssssss

Deadlines, deadlines, deadlines. Forms, supplements, transcripts, recommendations, essays. The essays are either going to kill me or drive me insane. If all this college application stuff would go away, life would be sweet. Or at least a lot less strange and busy and hectic. Maybe I'm blowing this all out of proportion, but the stupid essays continue to loom above me like Doom. Which they are. So, Doom looms over me like an ugly hairy creature with long teeth and claws made of poor diction and breath that reeks of passive voice. Also, a tail of run-on sentences.

Oh, and I definitely did not get any of the answers to the calculation problems on my first chemistry test today. It's good that I can go back and check the answers NOW, after finding out that - on an OPEN-BOOK TEST - the problems were the odd-numbered ones from the book AKA the ones whose answers are in the back. AGH!

did I mention stressssssssssssssssssssssssss?