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It is 4 AM. I have to go to work tomorrow. I have been staring at my computer screen for well over twelve hours (and that's just today). This was the worst and most painful project ever and I hate most everything at the moment. (However, weirdly enough, once the hatred of everything clears, I think I might like Dollhouse now. I just can't totally be sure because I can't really gauge that through the delirium at this point).
The POINT of this post is that I am done. I'll have to check this project over again tomorrow when my eyes aren't glazing over, present it on Wednesday morning and then I WILL BE DONE WITH MY FIRST YEAR OF GRAD SCHOOL. \o/ \o/ \o/ I can't even believe it.
BED NOW.
The POINT of this post is that I am done. I'll have to check this project over again tomorrow when my eyes aren't glazing over, present it on Wednesday morning and then I WILL BE DONE WITH MY FIRST YEAR OF GRAD SCHOOL. \o/ \o/ \o/ I can't even believe it.
BED NOW.