(For the title's context, see My Slave is My Master?!! Chapter 2.)

I just spent who knows how much time trying to reach orgasm.

I get so close.... I swear, I really thought I was gonna reach it today.... I was so close; I could feel it.... But... not today.... I'm getting closer though. We shall see how things will unfold....

... Too bad life doesn't work the same way ;w; ;w; I get close, and I trick myself into thinking I've actually finally got a handle on it, but... nope–- drowning even worse than ever before... which is really saying something. I have the least amount of credit hours that I ever have, and yet... I don't have anything under control. Everything is chaos.... Clearly, I haven't gotten my perfectionism under control, and I haven't gotten any quicker at reading or doing any other assignments.... Practice may make perfect, and it may help females become sensitive enough to reach orgasm, but... apparently, life does not work the same way. I've spent over four years at the same darn thing, and I still have no ability to manage my life.