Blues

It's four o clock in the afternoon and it's getting dark. I'm stressed about upcoming exams, and worried that no one likes me. Partially, it's because I don't fit in with the "cool" kids in our class. Granted, they aren't really the "cool" kids. They're really just the kids who are fresh out of college and all live together. It's slightly strange to be around them. They're really nice, but they're in a different place in their lives than I am.

Basically, I have the blues and biochem is kicking my ass. That and histo. And embryo. And everything else.