Life has gotten immeasurably frustrating.

I am frustrated by:
1) The things I have to go: Uni and scholarship applications are bothering me no end. I feel a great sense of confusion, urgency and overall panic over the lack of time, lack of direction.
On top of that, I am also frustrated by

2) The things I want to but have no time to do: teaching stuffies. Sighs. I wish the J1s hadn't come into college that late in the year. Again, in this aspect of my life, I feel a rush rush rush.
Also: sometimes, I get frustrated at work. There are things I want to say but can't. And keeping it inside is horrid.

3) The parents: They insist on telling me that I'm frustrated. When most of the reason that I am is because they keeep insisting I am. I know this doesn't sound very logical. Let me rephrase. Their bugging is frustrating the hell out of me.

4) People telling me how to feel: be it about uni courses or other people.

I am... hanging onto the thought that this Friday marks the last day of school. A little breather, a little time to rest and smile and laugh and dance and drink and be a teenager generally. Instead of... an adult. Haha.

(Sidenote: LADIES NIGHT NEXT WEDNESDAY ANYONE? I want to danceeeeeeeee and be young. Cue Lady Gaga's Just Dance.)

"You're the queen of the superficial
How long before you tell the truth?"

How long indeed.