I don't know how I did it, but I did. I am amazing. I am pure genius. I am a SUPERHUMAN!!!!!!!!! That deserves a lot of exclamation marks. Let's take a quick review of the past few days.
Sunday: too hungover to do homework.
Monday: mild panic. Began to pick up the slack and attempted to finish some homework.
Monday night: Lecture from mother about scholarships. Realization. Fuck, I have a lot to do in 2 days! Stayed up until 1:30 am working on homework. Lay awake all night forming a game plan for tuesday.
Monday night: Lecture from mother about scholarships. Realization. Fuck, I have a lot to do in 2 days! Stayed up until 1:30 am working on homework. Lay awake all night forming a game plan for tuesday.
Tuesday: dragged my lazy ass out of bed. Went to school. Attempted to complete my plan. Everything went disastrously wrong. Stress levels close to breaking point.
Tuesday night: stayed up until 1 am. Noticing a pattern? Waves of paranoia began to hit me. Was convinced our house was going to catch fire.
Wednesday: definitely not looking forward to going on my trip. Too much to do, not enough time. Must finish scholarships, geography, literature, french. Almost had a breakdown involving the incorrect spacing of my scholarship letter and a few too many staples. A good friend of mine, the staple remover took care of that. Somehow managed to fit in some more paranoid thoughts. Managed to convince myself that there would be an earthquake when arriving in California, followed by a tsunami in which I would die. Pulled myself together. Worked at a frantic pace. Did not stop to breathe, think, or eat. Or pee. So spaztic! Presented law project. Finally, FINALLY, finished scholarships! And because I am so amazing I somehow finished geography too. Handed everything in. Breathed. Almost started jumping around like a crazy person. Almost cried tears of happiness.
I AM FINISHED! AND NOW I GET TO GO TO SAN DIEGO!!!! :):)
