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Also, how does twelve sound.

There were a lot of things on my plate, but it wasn't anything I couldn't handle. It never gets to that point. Anything that comes my way is dealt with immediately. Maybe it's not attended to, but it's at least considered. I triage everything. But then, today, I mistakenly thought I had another chemistry lab write up due tomorrow that I had completely forgotten.
And that was the straw.

I just sort of shut down for a few minutes. Five, maybe ten. I just sat there and silently freaked out. It was a real "all systems: fuck" sort of thing. For a few minutes, I was convinced I wouldn't be able to do anything and that it was just all too much. For a few minutes, I was completely overwhelmed. And it was a bad feeling because I never am. I refuse to believe it's possible. So I kicked myself and got to work putting things in order and set up the rest of my night.Then, I was allowed to start chewing again. Which, admittedly, I do not like as much as I imagined I would. It feels weird since I haven't done it in so long, but I'm mostly okay with that. I will endeavor to persevere.I also don't like life all that much. It's not nearly as good as Planet Earth.

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-~- said…
he says after watching ONE episode of it. Judgemental college students... grumble grumble grumble...

(although Oprah was NOT the voice they needed to make it epic. A Real shame there.)

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