Runaway

I want to escape. Run far, far away from here, from everything that matters.

From marks, from classes, from exams and labs; from organizing events and attending meetings.

I just want some time for myself. I know it's my fault - I'm so stressed already (and a little sick), and yet I still can't focus on the work that I'm supposed to do.

But I'm just so tired. I don't want to have to work anymore. That's just me being immature and whiny, though - I know that tough, life goes on, and I just have to grind on just like everyone else. Run the rat race, hop on the hamster wheel, get nowhere, and die.

I'm feeling so optimistic right now. Can't you tell?