Busy, sooooo busy, so very much busy. But I was in the car with Nami n sth occured in my mind. It is so long to explain but briefly saying, 

O dear God, I have delivered a 12 pages essay yestarday and I have to deliver another one  (up to now 18 pages) tomorrow, read 18 stories and commentaries. I am tired, I took my exam came homw worked on my papers straightly for 7_8 hours, went out at midnight took a Grant shot or two, came back home at 3 in the morning and resumed the papers up to now and it is almost finished, yeah hear me out ALMOST. I'm dying. I haven't slept in days and the xams are indeed killing me. I cannot think about anything but doing my best at these bloody exams, going to work and having some fun as motivation between.

I dont have enough time.