Past me would not have survived the workload I have this year so I don't know if I should feel happy I'm surviving or worried about just how much work I have.
I guess I'm in this dazed "Im surviving!" And "I can't freaking believe the amount of work I have!".
I know it's going to get busier though so I'll grit my teeth and push through it because I have to and it's not even a choice at this point.
But at the same time I'm also like "just how much busier can this get, and just how much more can I take?"
These days I feel so floaty but honestly I think it's because I'm not sleeping enough.
Sometimes I wake up without knowing I fell asleep and that's worrying but I'm working on it 😭😭
Also my poems will be taking a break for now...
Well toodles my lovely poodles and live life to the fullest (like how jam packed my days are now but squeezing this post in between homework)







