Because I gotta get out of here

There's this weird thing about me that makes me feel like cutting my hair whenever I feel stressed out. It's something I realized only in year two. I think it's really pretty weird because like I'll start looking at hairstyles online, knowing that if I were to really cut, I'd regret.

School has been a living hell, not because of the people there but because of the work we have that is constantly piling up. Ever since semester two has began, the amount of work has been crazy, really! Always having eight to nine projects in hand is no j.o.k.e. So much so that I've been lacking in s.o m.u.c.h sleep, I think I now have sleeping disorder. Really.

With all these said, it make makes me look forward to this short two weeks holiday even more. I feel like I really, really need it.

It's really weird how my mum gets irritated with me whenever I'm so "enthu" about school. Like whenever she asks me if I'd want to go on a holiday with them, I'd say no even when she gave me permission to skip a day or two of school. I keep having to explain to her about how I'm already struggling with time, I can't afford to rush through for early submission. She just never u.n.d.e.r.s.t.a.n.d.s.

Next whole week is going to be an entire week of presentations, submissions, deadlines, everything. And I'm going to M'sia tomorrow cause mummy says so. Good luck, Rae. Good luck.