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Dec. 18th, 2002 11:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
penmageBlahhhhhhhhh.
I haven't gone to bed before 3 am a single night, barring one, in the last two weeks. And somehow I was functioning, till this morning. I woke up feeling really nauseous, and really had to drag myself out of bed worse than usual, and was in the halfway down the hallway before the urge to throw up hit me and I had to race back to my room and frantically unlock the door.
Feeling a bit better since that, but still exahusted past words. I feel like something scraped off the bottom of a shoe. And this is the worst of all possible days for it to hit me - it's Wendesday, which means, no breaks. It's the first day of registration (I'm registering tommorow) so classes will begin to get closed out, and I'll be screwed and miserable. And it's the last day of classes, so I can't afford to miss any of them.
Blaaaahhhhhhh.
I haven't gone to bed before 3 am a single night, barring one, in the last two weeks. And somehow I was functioning, till this morning. I woke up feeling really nauseous, and really had to drag myself out of bed worse than usual, and was in the halfway down the hallway before the urge to throw up hit me and I had to race back to my room and frantically unlock the door.
Feeling a bit better since that, but still exahusted past words. I feel like something scraped off the bottom of a shoe. And this is the worst of all possible days for it to hit me - it's Wendesday, which means, no breaks. It's the first day of registration (I'm registering tommorow) so classes will begin to get closed out, and I'll be screwed and miserable. And it's the last day of classes, so I can't afford to miss any of them.
Blaaaahhhhhhh.
