Even though it is only nine o'clock.
Even though my calculus final is now over and done with.
Even though I have wonderful friends, and I'm not fighting with any of them.
I think it's residual stress from the calc panic, coupled with those silly menstrual cramps that mimic the lump-in-stomach feel of stress.
That's probably it.
After all, the whole confusion about Rube alone, and then more when Allana's opinions of him are added in, shouldn't be causing nearly this much stress.
I think some of it is residual emotional strain left over from the rememory paper.
Oh, and the constantly creeping sense of proma isn't helping, nor is the inescapable pull towards college admissions. Because I'm touring next week, and it really just never goes away.
How utterly depressing.
How pathetically whiny.
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On a happier front, my random woot shirts came. There is the weird ugly red one and the pretty brown swirly one. Andy found the links for me, based off of me saying that "one is brown with pretty blue swirls and the other is bright red and has a kramus on it." Yay for Andy.
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i agree. the red one is weird and the brown one is really nice.
sigh
i feel free. which translates to not doing any homework.
Almost done with my lab, still need to finish a paper, and then one last test tomorrow. Then it's all over!
Well, we're getting our calc tests back tomorrow, so maybe not.
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