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Wednesday, August 24, 2005
(No topic)
I'm tired. I'm stressed. I have insomnia.
So of course, I sit here pondering, and will share with you, my adoring fans, a quick insight into the inner workings of my mind.
No, no, no, no, no. You're doing it backwards! First year was supposed to be a stressful, horrible year of self-doubt -- and yet you seemed to enjoy it. Second year you're supposed to be taking interesting electives, be comfortable with the lingo, and start having fun -- and yet here you are, all stressed out and sleepless. Quick, get into your time travel machine and redo these last few days. And get some sleep, you poor thing.
Agree with Bookworm on this one. First year weeds the weak from the strong, your meant to be laughing at all those first year students who are stressing. Cmon, snap out of it!
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No, no, no, no, no. You're doing it backwards! First year was supposed to be a stressful, horrible year of self-doubt -- and yet you seemed to enjoy it. Second year you're supposed to be taking interesting electives, be comfortable with the lingo, and start having fun -- and yet here you are, all stressed out and sleepless. Quick, get into your time travel machine and redo these last few days. And get some sleep, you poor thing.
Agree with Bookworm on this one. First year weeds the weak from the strong, your meant to be laughing at all those first year students who are stressing. Cmon, snap out of it!
Oh Honey,
A warm soak in the tub would relax you, and a mug of warm milk. Or eat turkey. What's on your mind? Tell Gramma all about it...
Stressed out runs in the family unfortunately. I can't believe we're not all thin considering the amount of energy we use worrying.
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