Counting Down

I am slowly going crazy, 1..2..3..4..5..6. switch
crazy going slowly am I, 6..5..4..3..2..1. switch

On Friday I came home and actually burst into tears when I couldn't find my chocolate bar. Stressed much? I thought I had failed my midterm (turns out I did manage to pass!), and just wanted a little comfort food. I found it 10 minutes later and burst into tears again (out of relief I guess!).

About one month left until exams are over. That scares the crap out of me. I don't want to continue the path I'm on at school, but I don't really have an idea of where I want to go next. I've had people telling me since I was 16 that I would figure out what I wanted to do with my life and go at it. Here I am at 22, still without a clue. Why can't I be one of those people that know what they want? I hate those people with their perfect little plans. Okay actually I don't hate them, I'm just jealous!

1 month list of things left to do:
8 assignments
1 essay
1 quiz
4 exams