I feel like drowning. Not in the most melancholic and melodramatic sense. I feel like I'm drowning in studies. In a sea of papers and essays and pens. Papers due, essays to write and pens that run out of ink in just a week. I have written so much, I think I developed carpal tunnel.
October was not filled with gore or blood or horror. Unfortunately, October was filled with the worst thing in life. Exams. My insides are curling inward.
So how did that go?