So they say studying for a university degree is easier than for an A level certificate.

There must be something wrong with me then, cos I've never been so stressed before in my life. The very fact that i'm admitting to be stressed says alot. The very fact that I'm making a concious decision to blog as a means of relaxing while waiting for David to come over to discuss bible study says alot. I wonder what Russell Peters meant when he said there are moments in a guy's life when there's just nothing on his mind. If I'm stressed during the day, the nights are just worse. Ridiculous dreams that totally make sense are a reminder to myself of how stressed my mind is. Ridiculous because I'm supposed to be sleeping and recharging but I'm clearly not, totally making sense because the truth is, that although I'm sleeping, my mind is still racing. I dream that my friend was trying to explain anatomy to me and no matter how he tried, I couldn't get it. Finally I grabbed the notes from him, read it once, and understood it fully. And another night I dream I was explaining neuroanatomy to someone else. Amazing that I could actually recall the facts correctly in my dream.

I hate it when people ask me why I'm stressed almost in a accusatory sort of way, and this is probably the reason for me not admitting to be stressed most of the time. It's almost as if being stressed is a crime and wanting to do well is against the social norm, an abnormality. Because when people say that to me, all I see is someone afraid that I might do better than them, I see insecurity. I would really appreciate it if someone would genuinely ask if I was all right, without that disgusting accusatory tone.