Exams make monsters

Today happens to be exactly 30 days from finals. I woke up this morning, somehow flicked the wrong switch in my brain and suddenly I'm a monster of my own creation. Now I'm feeling all irritated for nothing and it's frustrating that I can't explain it. Everything moves too quickly and too slowly at the same time. Everyone I see either is self-centred or untrustworthy or both. What is this?! Maybe I'm starting to buckle under pressure and I can start to feel it. All that internal stress building inside my stomach is trying to claw it's way out, while I try to swallow that hodgepodge mixture of chaos and fear back in. My God it tastes vile.

As for my friends facing the same battle, I imagine they have their own internal struggles. Some I can tell have already peeled off their human flesh to reveal their alien selves. Some are surprisingly still hanging in there, their minds still sane. Occasionally glancing over their shoulders to look at their fallen peers, all deformed and rotten. Sadly I happen to be one of them. The thought of failure. The thought of two years of learning culminating in failure. It's so irrational because the failure rate is so negligible, but even so: what if?