It's April.
I hyperventilate at just the thought of it. Time seems to go in such a hurry that it'd be August before I could even say "wait!"
And yet, here I am doing what I do best: Procrastinate.
I hate that word. I hate how I'm so easy to be fooled by how much time I still have. I hate how I use it to replace the word 'Lazy'.
It's April.
I'd have my final presentation ever in my history of being an Architecture student in May.
My final presentation with external panels in June.
Then July.
and then..
Then there'd be August.
