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Anxiety is back thanks to actually attempting to read the assigned chapter for Mineralogy, and the reading of the mineralogy text reminds me that I have the mineral identification test tomorrow.
ZOMIGOD, BODY! MAKE UP YOUR MIND! I know we have Issues, but seriously... even if you completely bomb this sucker it is not the end of the world. That is what quizzes and assignments and all the other junk in the class is for. Stop freaking. Jeezes. And I swear, if you make me lose sleep over this tonight, I am... Um...
You know, the hard part about threatening your body is that anything you do to it does, in fact, happen to you.
Curses! Foiled again! Though, seriously, body... take a chill pill. We've been through way worse and freaking over it isn't going to make the test any easier.
::wanders off to finish skimming reading the chapter::
Actually, first I took out the trash. This involved stepping in the BIG FREAKING PUDDLE at the bottom of the back stairs. The surprising part? My shoe nor my pants are wet. In fact, the only wet spot is a small spot on my sock, likely a result of the big freaking splash my foot made when it hit the big freaking puddle. Yay for hydrolic properties that cause a liquid to expand outward and upward before the rest of it rushes to fill the void, and for my Leet Reflex Skillzz!
ZOMIGOD, BODY! MAKE UP YOUR MIND! I know we have Issues, but seriously... even if you completely bomb this sucker it is not the end of the world. That is what quizzes and assignments and all the other junk in the class is for. Stop freaking. Jeezes. And I swear, if you make me lose sleep over this tonight, I am... Um...
You know, the hard part about threatening your body is that anything you do to it does, in fact, happen to you.
Curses! Foiled again! Though, seriously, body... take a chill pill. We've been through way worse and freaking over it isn't going to make the test any easier.
::wanders off to finish skimming reading the chapter::
Actually, first I took out the trash. This involved stepping in the BIG FREAKING PUDDLE at the bottom of the back stairs. The surprising part? My shoe nor my pants are wet. In fact, the only wet spot is a small spot on my sock, likely a result of the big freaking splash my foot made when it hit the big freaking puddle. Yay for hydrolic properties that cause a liquid to expand outward and upward before the rest of it rushes to fill the void, and for my Leet Reflex Skillzz!