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( Getting down...way down )

Old habits die hard, though - Denza called :o) And then sometime around 12, someone else called (*argh*) and it was like they'd never left; never abandoned me. Oh, btw, hugest round of applause (love and kisses too) to Denz who --did we ever doubt it?-- got five As! Woo! This is what I get for being friends with a genius. Sigh.

So, today I plan to get things done-- no, really, I do. My psychology write up has to be done. I know that. So I should really just sit down and do it. Eng. Lit is causing bubbles to rise in my stomach because I'm supposed to have re-read my text and made notes and essay titles already and I haven't. Also, my second text hasn't come through from the US yet and I haven't even looked for my alternate second text. I'm not happy; in fact, I'm distinctly nervous. On top of that, I need to re-watch the DemCon speeches and make notes on body language and I have to write that stupid persoanl statement.

O god.

Choices

Sometimes I feel like someone else is making all the choices in my life.

Then I realise that's because they are.

[This + cycle-of-self-doomnation = >:o( ]