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I am having one of the worst weeks ever. I had an awesome weekend followed by a really bad few days which just makes it THAT much harder to get through.
I have had 4 tests in the last week and half of them I did awful on. Which is not like me, at all. And I don't mean awful as in 85 I mean awful as in I'm pretty sure I failed. And I'm great at tests. So I don't know what the hell is wrong with me.
I've had so much work to do and NO time and I am not even looking to forward to Thanksgiving that much because I have work to do during it. My roommates have been getting to me and last night we had FOUR FIRE ALARMS GO OFF and I had to get up at 7:30 this morning. So when I'm getting up for one of the goddamn fire alarms I was trying to get my cell phone off the charger and I knocked one of the shot glasses I had bought in London off the desk and it shattered everywhere, including into my fishes' bowl.
So I get back to the room and clean the fucking glass up, but there are huge shards of it in Rico's bowl (that's my beta's name, I've had him for over a year, he's made the trek to Florida and back in the car with me), so I put him in a different container and go to bed only to be awoken by another fire alarm. So I go to a fucking 3 hour bio lab that I mentor which I am falling asleep in and come back only to see that Rico has died. AND I KNOW HE'S ONLY A FISH. But still. I've had him for a year. It just tops off my week and I started crying and I called my mom and she started laughing.
I just hate this week so much and I wish that I could just get this semester over with and THEN go home cuz I know I'm going to be feeling anxious all through Thanksgiving break, which sucks. :(
Everyone has weeks like this, right?? I'm not going crazy am I????
I have had 4 tests in the last week and half of them I did awful on. Which is not like me, at all. And I don't mean awful as in 85 I mean awful as in I'm pretty sure I failed. And I'm great at tests. So I don't know what the hell is wrong with me.
I've had so much work to do and NO time and I am not even looking to forward to Thanksgiving that much because I have work to do during it. My roommates have been getting to me and last night we had FOUR FIRE ALARMS GO OFF and I had to get up at 7:30 this morning. So when I'm getting up for one of the goddamn fire alarms I was trying to get my cell phone off the charger and I knocked one of the shot glasses I had bought in London off the desk and it shattered everywhere, including into my fishes' bowl.
So I get back to the room and clean the fucking glass up, but there are huge shards of it in Rico's bowl (that's my beta's name, I've had him for over a year, he's made the trek to Florida and back in the car with me), so I put him in a different container and go to bed only to be awoken by another fire alarm. So I go to a fucking 3 hour bio lab that I mentor which I am falling asleep in and come back only to see that Rico has died. AND I KNOW HE'S ONLY A FISH. But still. I've had him for a year. It just tops off my week and I started crying and I called my mom and she started laughing.
I just hate this week so much and I wish that I could just get this semester over with and THEN go home cuz I know I'm going to be feeling anxious all through Thanksgiving break, which sucks. :(
Everyone has weeks like this, right?? I'm not going crazy am I????