Take the fall.

It's crunch time these next 3 weeks. I doubt I can sleep at all with all these report deadlines drawing near.

Looking at it on the brighter side, this will be my final hurdle before I can burn all my notes and get thrown out into the harsh working world. What are all these compared to what other people are going through? There are people out there starving, dying, suffering worst plights than me. Crap, I won't even call whatever I'm going through now a plight.

I shall endure and take delight in my stress. For when I am weak, I can be stronger.

I'm sorry for not talking to you.
I'm sorry for not showing that I care.
I'm sorry for giving you the impression that I forgot about you.
I'm sorry for not playing my part in this friendship.

This is getting too emo. Till another time.