Somedays when my professor wants to explain me something...

Sometimes I think that my pink superpower can give me all the time that I need. My calendar is full and my commitments with my dance and drawing classes, my friends and the most important, my thesis, fight between them for be in the top one of the priority of my brain.
The result of this is that I collapse and my brain goes to white. I look to the empty while my professor tries to decipher my lost eyes.