Mar 12, 2008 23:37
My nose is definitely mad at me. Frankly I'm mad at it too. It wussed out before I was ready to stop. Completely blocked now.
Funny thing was that one of the main reasons I got a package from ole boy was because I knew I had a big presentation in the seminar this week. I feel so lame in comparison to my classmates. Half the battle is just calming the internal voices that constantly whisper that I'm not good enough, not smart enough, not anything at all. Sometimes the only way I can concentrate enough to get any work done is with a little chemical help. Sheeit. I'll go to rehab after I have my degree. Prolly got a whole lot of ivory tower geeks in there.
Completely off topic...why the fuck does my best friend answer the phone while she's fucking? I don't wanna hear dat noise...she's like my sister. Ew. I'm probably just jealous cuz I'm not getting any right now.
Ugh. I'll be happy when my nose clears up.