Male PMS

Women are famous for PMSing and making everyone around them cower in perpetual fear lest said woman lash out and kill whoever dare to cross them.

I am having my own form of PMS today. Panic-stricken Male Syndrome... or at least that's what it feels like. I do not know precisely what is wrong with me. Everything is fine, but today has just tanked. I have really no idea what I want out of the next five months and I don't know what anyone wants from me. Riddled with uncertainty and over-thinking, I am constantly sweating about problems that may not even exist.

I really want to get out of Vancouver for a while.

Maybe I'll leave to Western regardless of what happens in UBC, I think I just need a fresh start somewhere, I am just suffocating myself and I am just unable to make myself happy. If I do decide to go to UBC, I think I will still leave work a month early and go somewhere to unwind. I am so tense, my back is so sore, and I just feel like doo-doo in general.

To make matters worse, I am not feeling particularily useful to anyone. Hopefully that poster-board will keep me busy.