Hey Monday, Go Away.

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It is ridiculous to think that I would be able to finish all assignments by the incoming week. I have assignments for each of the five subjects I am currently studying in this third semester. Lecturers are actually enjoying this art of torturing students—well, maybe just me in particular—of which I do not find it interesting in any way at all.

Let us start with Reporting class—the class of which I do not understand why I have to take for this semester. The lecturer is already giving me a headache and the assignments just make me hate everything about this subject even more. Seriously, I do not find any joy in this one particular subject.

The second subject is News Writing—in which has much similarities with Reporting class—including the lecturer. I got confused between these two subjects most of the time and I can’t even differentiate the two of them apart. I am sorry; I have completely given up on this subject too. To think that it is possible to finish ten news in one night and another three assignments—I must be crazy.

The Principle of Advertising group assignment is in a completely another dimension. When I have to work with people, I tend to work in a different mode. I found flaws in their works which I could not bluntly tell them about it. I tend to hate the way they do their work and wish I could do everything instead. I hate it even more when the one particular hateful girl is doing one of the major tasks in this group assignment—of which I believe she will screw it up big time, and I will have to repair the damage my self. Fuck it, bitch. I hope you do a good job or else, I will kill you, literally.

I need to be ready with presentation slides for Effective Speaking class and I have yet to choose between two topics—Earth Hour campaign or Saturday-Free of Plastic campaign. I can’t choose one right now and I have less than five days to submit the speech text to my lecturer and present my presentation on Friday with confidence. I am not confident, seriously. I need to do everything and it is stressing me out.

I wish I don’t have to wake up at six tomorrow and attend classes. I just want to hide underneath my pillows and cover my ears with my earphones with my favorite songs blasting through the speakers as I drift off into my dreamland. I need more sleep—I fell asleep almost everywhere and in any positions lately. I need to give my body a break, even for one day. I need it; I need it so very much.

Although I believe that these assignments will only end after I finish sitting for Final Exam in May.

I do not want Monday to come because the arrival of Monday means the arrival of a new week, some bunch of new things to be learnt and revised and it also means that a new bunch of assignments to be given out. I hate Monday—I mean, almost everyone else hate Mondays too. I do not want to wake up tomorrow. Monday comes in less than two hours. I need to wake up in less than eight hours. I have one thousand and one assignments to be done in that period of time—crazy I must say.