I don't think I've ever hated uni as much as I do this semester and it's driving me into a depression. And the thing is, I don't even know why I'm hating it so much.
Maybe it's my crappy schedule, there's traffic when I arrive and AWFUL traffic when I leave. I now understand why cab drivers are such assholes. Ba3dein to have Java at 3.30? 7aram 3aleikom.
Or maybe it's because I'm not liking the subjects I'm taking. I don't remember liking a subject so much, but I don't know, now I'm realizing that I don't wanna be doing, whatever it is the hell I'm studying, for the rest of my life.
Aaaaah kollo 3a ba3do garaf.
And I tried starting this week with a positive attitude, which lasted what 15 minutes?
I think I'm having some sort of quarter-life crisis.