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Finals week is a complete nightmare.
especially when you've had the most difficult semester of your life and all you want to do is crawl into bed with a bottle of tylenol and never come out again.
it may not be helping me that i got my period this week for the first time since late september.
and that i'm also constantly feverish with a raspy cough and a runny nose.
my hands feel (and look) like 150 grit sandpaper and my hammering arm feels like a phantom limb. i touch my shoulder every fifteen minutes just to make sure its still there.
I have to work tonight at the tea room but because god exists somewhere and put good people on the earth, my friend lindsay is covering my shift tomorrow so i may even pass my women art and modernism class. (even after getting an F on the midterm).
blaaaah.
especially when you've had the most difficult semester of your life and all you want to do is crawl into bed with a bottle of tylenol and never come out again.
it may not be helping me that i got my period this week for the first time since late september.
and that i'm also constantly feverish with a raspy cough and a runny nose.
my hands feel (and look) like 150 grit sandpaper and my hammering arm feels like a phantom limb. i touch my shoulder every fifteen minutes just to make sure its still there.
I have to work tonight at the tea room but because god exists somewhere and put good people on the earth, my friend lindsay is covering my shift tomorrow so i may even pass my women art and modernism class. (even after getting an F on the midterm).
blaaaah.