I didn't sign up for this, the pressure, the stress and always being on your toes. I kept telling myself that it would get better but it hasn't.

How did I get myself into such a terrible mess? Why do I feel like this is the worst decision I've ever made? Why was I so idealistic? Why didn't someone stop me?

Only questions, but no replies. I need someone to tell me.

Worn out places, worn out faces

I'm floored at how some people can have so little class and tact. Discussing grievances on a public space like Facebook is hardly going to solve anything yet let readers have the mistaken impression of the person/people you're verbally attacking, cos guess what? They only know one side of the story: yours.

The accused probably decided to take the high road and let it be whilst you carry on making fools of yourselves.

Astonishing really, what some people are like when they're all smiles in front of you.

A few minutes ago, I didn't know what to do with myself. I feel trapped, more stressed out than ever before and banging my head over the path I've chosen. Fate and destiny hold no water here.

I now have a plan of action for the time being. Finish up these 3 weeks, work my ass off for my remaining assignments and exams then probably talk to someone regarding the rest of my life.

Working like this for the next 3 years is simply unthinkable at this point.

I've had just about enough of this. All of it's not going to matter when I graduate. I don't know why I even bother sometimes. I wish I had no more unfinished business.

There are much more important things and people in my life.