In the interests of catharsis, I need a rant about my stress levels. I shan't put it on my real blog, since that's not what it's there for. It is the act of writing it out, however, that helps, because otherwise I'll keep repeating it over and over in my head. I shall, therefore, take a leaf out of Big Tom's book and "bitch into the void
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I wish you all the best.
~Hanna
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You won't be turning in the paper until after you've taken the tests (as far as I could tell from reading atleast). You won't be flying home until after both the paper and the tests. And you're time won't end until you're flying home.
Take one thing at a time, forget about the flight and the short amount of time left until you don't have anything else to worry about. :)
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Well, a man gets to thinking you're sharing some thoughts. So how 'bout you keep all that tele-whatchayoucallit on that side of the ship.
Do we have an understanding?
-Dave "I'm a big geek and cosplay and talk like Mal Reynolds"
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:)
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The end of things is often unsettling. Change. As I think you may have mentioned over in Wandernder Dichter not long ago. But, such is natural for a Professional Nostalgist. Just focus on one thing at a time. Enjoy your family. Knock those tests out of the way, and then get things in order.
-Dave
"and if you find yourself alone, riding in green fields with the sun on your back - do not be afraid! For you are in Elysium! And you are already dead!"
-General Maximus
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