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Dec 04, 2010 21:38

So, apparently, eight hours a day working on a paper over the course of several weeks turns me into a nervous wreck. I snapped at my mother this morning and actually freaking cried this afternoon for no reason I can find. I can't think straight, can't concentrate and have a killer headache.

The fun part is that it actually took me all day to notice that I need a freaking break.

What do we learn from this? Right. Faith needs to keep track of how many hours she spends working and plan some goddamn breaks before she goes off the deep end.

I'll go and write potentially angsty Inception fic now to purge that paper from my mind.

school teaches you to sleep sitting up, real life, wtf?

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