Ever had one of those days you wish you could just crawl back to bed and erase it like it never happened?
I'm having one of those. I lost my pencil, which was just the kick to my confidence I needed before I embark on the one week of SPM I thought I could do well at. To make things worse, my mom suddenly re-insists we go on vacation (nevermind I had made plans with friends already) and I seem to be screwing up left, right and centre.
Sometimes I just wish I could go around saying that what would make things better is a hug. It's not entirely true, what I need is to just get my confidence back to normal to be able to live through the next two weeks.
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