Stress. Oh yes.
Sleep. Oh no.
As I sit here studying for my chemistry midterm in less than 7 hours, I wonder if I’m crazy.
See, because even if I make a C on this test (which I know I wouldn’t) I’ll still have a 92% in the class.
Why am I freaking out?
I must be crazy. Oh well, nothing wrong with a little perfectionism, I guess, especially when
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I used to have a few back home. Except, in college, my mother set the standards. Study during the day, and concentrate it so that I could be in bed by 11. I prefered to wait until everyone had passed out drunk before getting down to the real nitty-gritty, because it was rather difficult to concentrate otherwise.
My mom's place was like living in a frat house, I swear. :)
Hey, aren't you the one who extolls the virtues of a good night's sleep? GET SOME REST, lady! ...As soon as you can, I mean. heh..
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