Feb 13, 2006 23:26
I'm exhausted. Crying really does wear you out.
Tomorrow I get to dissect a frog's muscle and send electrical signals through it. Last time I did this almost exact same lab (overlapping ciriculums are a waste of my time) I had a 102 degree fever, so I should be a pro at it now.
I'm worried about my study habits. I have major senioritis and am too exhausted to care anymore. But everything still matters unfortunetly.
I wish I was excited about life now, instead of just life in a few years. I seem to always only be excited about the future and never the present.
My fingers need a break from my stress. They hurt. Band-aid time.
What to do..?
Good night.