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Saturday, November 15, 2003
I'm sick... again. My immune system is shot to hell.
I feel miserable. Luckily, I've got plenty of errands to run, so no chance of slowing down and getting too comfy with the couch.
Or in our case, slightly dirty futon.
I noticed the more I rest, the worse I feel. I'm the type of person who works best under pressure and constant deadlines.
Then there's some structure to my days.
Only these days, I feel lazy, lethargic, and lackadaisical.
Go me.
I've also been hella (not hecka, damn you) mean and moody. Nobody is making me feel better and I'm lousy at cheering myself up once I've gotten this bitchy.
I'm not PMS-ing, I swear. I don't know what to do.
How scary is it that we're graduating soon? I'm a little sad and fearful. Fuck that... I'm VERY sad and fearful.
Not a happy day. Those "happy days" are getting few and far in between.
4:33 PM
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