I need help.

I'm serious. I really need help. I'm swimming under all the shit work that I have to do. I need a breather. I NEED HELP. Give me the "oh but you're jeremy aren't you..." bullshit and I'll throw an apple pie in your direction.

Open House, would you just come and go? Even though its like the biggest event in the Ambassadorial calendar, I really don't appreciate it coming during this period of time. It's sorta like a period.

Sorry, but I'm just strained. Time to whip out SOCPSY textbook and remember concepts of self-efficacy and learned helplessness.

On the flipside, I just found another reason to work harder. It's sorta like driving you know? You're driving as fast as you can when you're sleepy and you just want to drive faster. But somehow you get a tingling feeling in your head telling you to slow down, like there's a friggin' wall somewhere. OOPS, there it is. *bang*