You know how I can tell it's spring? Because I've been sniffling nonstop for three days. I take all my antihistamines, and yet.
I made a bold decision not to retake biochem, even though I got a 66 and it's fucking up my averages (which are not great to begin with). I can only stretch myself so thin before I'm a fool for wondering why everything goes wrong. I have a project in developmental psychology, I have a chemistry lab, I have a seminar and I do still have molecular biology. I feel pretty confident that I'll improve in MB, and that's not for a month, so there's that.
Tonight I have a party. But first, I have to spend all day on my seminar and hope for the best. I was pleased with my output yesterday, but I'm still horribly behind. I also keep forgetting to do important things, which makes me anxious.
The good news is, purimgifts
went awesome! I love my treats, and the treats I wrote were also received well, even though mumble mumble I'll talk about it later
. There's a whole bunch of fic that I want to write, which is really nice, but now is not the time. Frankly, this weekend is not the time either. I'm not sure when the time will be. Wait, this was supposed to be the optimistic paragraph.
Whatever, I am ambivalent as usual.