Sigh

i was just reminded of the TRUCK LOAD of work that awaits me right now, and even more so when i get back to London where reality will hit me harder than falling on to tar road.

i have one test on the 14th,
a lab report i haven't started on, that's due on the 18th
a personality report due i dunno when, but can't be far off
ANOTHER report due end of april,
a proposal awaiting confirmation for submission
materials for proposal to be done
an experiment to run before everybody goes home for summer
a final exam on social psych (damn alot to read omglacandie)


all before may starts.

then when may comes, i will have the remainding 3 final papers to sit for, a research review to write up, and then and only then can i just begin to put my whole heart and soul into my thesis with hopes that it will be the least bit decent.

my heart is shaking almost literally just THINKING about it all.
i really need a first class honours.

i feel so enveloped in an aura of desperation and smothering.
ugh.