keys to the ivy league

welcome back to college.
no free time.
no relaxation.
stress up the ass.
failing my first italian assignment.
it's only the first week of classes.
do i already need to go see a tutor? really?
yes.
ridiculous.
i thought i'd be ahead of the game this semester.
how am i still so far behind it?

feelings like this are the reason why the thoughts of not-belonging occasionally pop into my head.
why do things seem easier for everyone else?

i just want to make something beautiful, goddamnit.
or jump out of a plane.
either one.