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i’m taking to twitter to document each day of this quarantine - a thread
day 3: woke up before noon, put on real clothes, danced to @lizzo for an hour, ingested 45,000 calories before dinner, ignored the text my professor sent us about makeup work, washed my hands 67 times, and walked around the apartment doing fake karate moves
day 7: wow. i cleaned out my belly button - absolutely disgusting, put on makeup 
finally, walked outside to encounter civilization again, taught my parents how to play ride the bus, and learned how to play poker.
finally, walked outside to encounter civilization again, taught my parents how to play ride the bus, and learned how to play poker.
day 6: ate an entire shareable size bag of jalapeño chips
day 13: yesterday wasn’t even a day to me, i apologize for not tweeting to my 4 loyal followers 
today i woke up 9 AM like the goddess i am and i got fully dressed to sit in my room and listen to CALM alone. don’t text.
today i woke up 9 AM like the goddess i am and i got fully dressed to sit in my room and listen to CALM alone. don’t text.
day 4: woke up BEFORE noon (am i on a roll?), had a great therapy video session, facetimed my one true love @devinmkaiserr, walked the whole 2 blocks to cvs just for the pharmacist to tell me that my insurance hasn’t processed my antidepressant claim yet 
, and then took a nap
, and then took a nap
day 5: had a “test” zoom class at 8:30 am then went promptly back to sleep until 1 pm, stared out the window for a good long time looking for civilization, made a dank breakfast bagel, did tik tok dances with my parents for 2 hours 
day 9: oh god help me. zoom university started today, i hated every second of it, and i have to do it all again tomorrow. i still have no motivation and everything seems like a “tomorrow issue” for me. i had ice cream for dinner and popcorn for dessert.
okay day 10: it was my parents 35th anniversary! i made them a beautiful 4 course dinner and procrastinated on ALL my homework. i was so busy cooking and 3rd degree burning my hand that i forgot to eat dinner, so i had chips and guac at midnight 
day 8: no end in sight, literally. online classes start tomorrow at 6:30 am for me and i’ve discovered that my motivation is buried 6 feet under, with the end of my senior year of college. ate an entire box of mac n cheese. woke up at 10 am so you could call me an early riser.
day 14: officially reached my limit, anxiety and depression to the extreme, super over the quarantine. online classes is 1000 times worse than in person class. i said what i said.
