Without a doubt, this last weekend was one of the most miserable I have ever had in my life.
There is nothing more disheartening than staying up until 2 am, waking up at 6:30 and working all day until 12:30 am on the next day to finish a huge, sixty-one page long, quarter-of-your-final-grade assignment. Unless, of course, you spend most of that interminably long time dry-heaving into a mixing bowl. Then it's like dying over and over and over again.
I made it. Barely. I still feel shaky all over and I'm super behind on everything else, so if I kind of hide out this month it isn't because I don't love you. I do.
Did I mention that all the crocuses bloomed?
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I am going to the doctor this morning. I am not dry-heaving as such, but I have been up since 3:30 am every night coughing my head off.
I am sick of sounding like a man
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