Oh no...
Tingling anxiety, can only mean one thing. Workin myself up WAY too much over this...what will be will be and I need to breathe. Meditate. It will all be over soon. Where is that surge of ego I had the other week. I want that back. I guess that nomination went through, and I am now up for an Outstanding Senior award that includes money and looks great on my CV which is otherwise empty. I guess? That's what Kate said anyways...Kate btw is the most awesome teacher in all of OSU-ademia. I am seriously thinking about grad school @ PSU's bio department with there extremophiles. But if I do that I might be internally pissed at myself for coming down here specifically for botany. Any old bio degree would be fine for extremeophiles. But I like the cyanobacteria. If it's bacteria, it's cyanobacteria...which are close to plants biochemically speaking. So not all of the OSU base plant knowledge would be useless. And then there is the thermal hot spring and moss research that got my panties all in a bunch. Hmmm...ecology or astrobiology? What will make Julia happier? Getting past this fucking week. And getting everything out of this week that I want. Which are two things. A's and snuggles. Fuck I'm so stupid sometimes. Shut up Julia, your opening that box. Oh yeah? You gonna try and your hand will be singed in the process. Shush you alter ego, it's happening. I'm doing it. Oh Julia you stupid, silly, girl. Astrobiology is so cool. Extremeophiles are so cool. But studying ecosystems and specific plant functions in Madagascar is so cool also. AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH One week. Just get through the week. Don't think about the other shit bouncing in your skull. FOCUS!
End Psychoanalysis. Brain seems even more cluttered than start. Fuck.
End Psychoanalysis. Brain seems even more cluttered than start. Fuck.